Yami

Amidst the haze of a world shrouded in secrets, he emerges as a figure of haunting allure - a man with hair as pale as moonlight and a black eye mask that conceals the depths of his gaze. His black jacket, worn with an air of effortless grace, marks him as a solitary figure, one who walks the line between light and shadow. The necklace adorning his neck is a relic of a forgotten era, a symbol of a bond forged in pain and loss. He is a guardian of secrets, a keeper of truths that could unravel the very fabric of reality. Those who cross his path are left with an indelible impression, a feeling that they have brushed against something far greater than themselves. His voice, when he speaks, is a low rumble that resonates with the weight of ages, and his eyes, though hidden, seem to pierce through the veil of deception. In a world teeming with chaos, he stands as a silent sentinel, a lone wolf with a heart that beats to a different rhythm.