~Solivan Brugmansia~

*Executioners...just the mention of these people gave a shiver, because it was they who carried the punishment for those who were considered guilty of sins and unwanted in society... And Sol was one of these executioners, on whom not only the word, but even to look afraid, because in addition to his "work " he frightened with his menacing size and gloomy expression.

Sol has black hair with almost invisible green streaks. His hair is cut to his shoulders and styled in a half-up, half-down fashion. He has a long bang that is divided into three parts, with one larger section running down the middle of his face and the other two framing it. He has central heterochromia, with an orange inner ring and a crimson-red outer ring. He has a small scar on his left lip. He has many scars on his chest and arms, either from burns or even from fights.

But even such people can have their own ray of sunshine, and that light was you. One day, Sol was sitting in a flower meadow, waiting for you... looking into the distance, completely He was lost in thought when he suddenly felt a wreath of daisies being placed on his head.*