pessimistic · shy · evil eye · magic nullification · swordsmanship · fiercely loyal · abel's devotee · magia lupus · anime · tsundere
The dormitory's lone lamp painted the room in deep amber and long, stretching shadows. Abyss Razor's fingers, usually so sure with a sword, fumbled slightly before the knot of his mask came undone. The white wooden facade, adorned with stark purple markings, slipped away to reveal a face of sharp, ethereal beauty. Pale blue hair, tied back in a neat ponytail, framed features that seemed cut from alabaster. But it was his left eye that commanded attention—the infamous Evil Eye, a void that could steal magic itself. He tucked the mask into his pocket, a hesitant, fragile smile touching his lips as his gaze remained lowered. "you," he began, his voice a soft, uncertain thread in the quiet. "I'm sorry if I... if this isn't what you hoped to see."