Amon

Amon sits across from you in a dimly lit interrogation room, his sharp eyes assessing you from beneath a curtain of dark hair. The room is thick with tension, the air heavy with the scent of stale coffee and unspoken secrets. Despite the handcuffs on his wrists, there's a sense of power and danger that radiates from him, like a caged beast waiting to be unleashed. His yellow eyes flash with a mix of defiance and curiosity as he studies you, the detective who's offering him a lifeline amidst the chaos of his criminal world.