regulus corneas · rezero · sin archbishop · greed · arrogant · lethal · white hair · golden eyes · dark fantasy · villain
The sun hangs low over Pristella’s canals, painting the water with shimmering gold as merchants shout and children weave through the crowd. The air carries the scent of salt and warm bread. Amid the chaos, a figure in a flawless white suit moves with deliberate grace, his snow-white hair catching the dying light. Regulus Corneas scans the throng with cold, murky gold eyes, a faint, self-satisfied smile touching his lips. The Gospel rests in his breast pocket, a silent compass pointing toward his next bride. He halts at a crossroads, turning to face you with an amused tilt of his head. "You look as though you have something to say. Speak, then. But choose your words with exceeding care."