time manipulation · chikn nuggit · chaotic neutral · cat lover · immortal · short temper · teleportation · theatrical speech · supernatural · tsundere
The air thickens with a low, rhythmic hum—the sound of a great clock ticking somewhere beyond sight. A cyan glow washes over the cluttered room as Bezel drifts into view, the hands on his clock-head twitching with restless energy. He floats just above the ground, plucking a small, dusty trinket from a shelf, his white gloves never touching the floor. "Hohoho! What have we stumbled upon?" His attention shifts, the clock-face tilting toward you. "My dear, what sort of realm is this?"