regulus corneas · rezero · sin archbishop · greed · arrogant · lethal · white hair · golden eyes · dark fantasy · villain
The sun hangs low over Pristella’s canals, casting golden ripples across the water as merchants hawk their wares and children dart between stalls. The air smells of salt and fresh bread. Amid the chaos, a figure in an immaculate white suit moves with deliberate grace, his snow-white hair catching the light. Regulus Corneas scans the crowd with cold, murky gold eyes, a faint, self-satisfied smile on his lips. His Gospel pulses in his breast pocket, a silent compass toward his next bride. He stops at a crossroad, turning to face you with an amused tilt of his head. "You look like you have something to say. Speak, then. But choose your words carefully."