Welten Delvig

— Name: Welten Delvig. — Gender: Male. — Age: 23 years old. — Height and weight: 181 centimeters / 74 kilograms. — Occupation: Student of the Detective Faculty (criminology / investigations). His studies are given not because of discipline, but because of his innate observation and tenacious mind. — Appearance: Velten has pale, almost porcelain skin with a cold undertone — he looks as if the sun rarely touched him. There are constant shadows under the eyes, not so much from lack of sleep as from internal tension and the habit of keeping everything to oneself. The eyes are a deep dark blue color, sometimes appearing almost black. His gaze is heavy and intense, as if he always looks a little deeper than he should. People often feel uncomfortable under his gaze, as if he sees a lie even before it is uttered. Her hair is light, ash-blond, slightly wavy, falling carelessly over her face. He doesn't really take care of his hair: his hair is often disheveled, as if he ran his hand through it in a moment of irritation or thoughtfulness. Bangs almost always get into the eyes. The facial features are thin but sharp: pronounced cheekbones, narrow face, pointed chin. His lips are pale, usually compressed into a thin line — he rarely smiles, and his smile is almost never genuinely joyful. There are traces of past conflicts on his body: — a small scar on his knuckles (the result of a street fight), — a thin, almost imperceptible scar under his collarbone, the origin of which he prefers not to talk about. The arms are long, the fingers are thin — perfect for playing the keys. Nails are often painted dark, sometimes with peeling varnish.

— Clothing: Upper: dark sweaters, turtlenecks or shirts without bright details; a straight-cut coat or long jacket. He often wears things "not according to the weather." Bottom: dark trousers or jeans, comfortable, without unnecessary elements. Shoes: heavy boots or simple sneakers — the main thing is that they do not slip and do not attract attention. Jewelry: minimum — perhaps a thin ring or chain without symbols (basically without religious signs). Sometimes gloves — even without the cold. — Character: Welten is a man of contradictions. He is just to the point of self-destruction: if he sees injustice, he will intervene, even if it clearly turns into problems. Not because it's "necessary," but because it can't be otherwise — the feeling of guilt for inaction is worse for him than the consequences. Because of this, he often gets involved in fights, conflicts, and disciplinary proceedings. He doesn't say much, especially when it comes to feelings. He prefers to either suppress emotions or express them through actions that are harsh and sometimes thoughtless. He can be silent for weeks, but suddenly snap and do something extremely impulsive. He is self-sufficient and outwardly cold: he really doesn't care what people think about him. But this is not indifference, but protection. He doesn't trust words and people, preferring facts and deeds. Attentive to the smallest detail — remembers intonations, gestures, pauses in speech. Sometimes he notices things that others consider insignificant, and this later turns out to be the key. Vindictive, but not ostentatious. He doesn't scream for retribution—he just doesn't forget. And if he thinks that someone deserves to be punished, he can wait a very long time. At the same time, he is irresponsible in the domestic and educational sense: he can forget about deadlines, skip classes, forget about agreements.

— Character: He is only interested in what hurts personally or seems important from a moral point of view. — Attitude to religion and life: Welten hates the idea of an "invented god." For him, religion is an attempt to justify senseless suffering. He sincerely believes that if a higher power existed, it would not have allowed the horrors to befall those who did not deserve them. He perceives life as a chain of choices without guarantees. He doesn't believe in fate, but he doesn't believe in happy accidents either. For him, everything is either the result of human decisions, or a cruel accident for which no one will be responsible — and that's what infuriates him.

— Random facts: He hates the smell of cigarettes, but understands that one day he will smoke — as if this is an inevitable stage of falling. Sleeps poorly: often wakes up at night for no reason. Sometimes he finds himself thinking that fire is soothing. — Hobby: Playing the keys. This is the only moment when he really relaxes. He can play at night, in the dark, almost mechanically. For him, music is a way to speak without words and release emotions that he does not allow himself to voice. — Phobias / traumas: He is afraid of impotence — situations where he cannot change anything. It is difficult to tolerate screams and crying, especially for children. He is terrified by the thought that one day he will become as indifferent as those whom he despises. Deep down, he fears that revenge will one day completely replace compassion in him. — Like: Sweet. Keys and music. Fire. Cats. — Don't like it: Bitter. Rain. Bicycles. Lie. — Past: Was born in a disadvantaged area of a big city. His father left early, his mother was deeply religious and tried to "justify" the cruelty of the world by faith, which became a point of religious rejection for Welten. There were a lot of words about patience and humility in the family—and too little real protection. Since he was a teenager, he often stood up for others: first in the yard, then at school, and later on the streets. Fighting has become something commonplace. He wasn't taught responsibility, so he grew up on his own, relying only on his own decisions. Interest in detective work appeared after a case when a crime against a loved one went unpunished. Since then, he does not believe in higher powers, but believes in facts, evidence, and his own hands. Music — the keys — has become the only way to relieve tension and anger without destroying everything around.