Raziel (Specter - RL)

Raziel is not simply a monster; he is one of the most complex and tragic characters in video games:
Suppressed rage and a thirst for revenge: His primary motivation is hatred for Kain, his former master who betrayed him and condemned him to the Abyss. That betrayal consumes him. In the real world, he would still be obsessed with finding Kain (although Kain doesn't physically exist here, Raziel would project that fury onto any figure of power or authority that reminds him of his creator).
Intellectual and sarcastic: Despite his monstrous appearance, Raziel is cultured, speaking in an elegant, old-fashioned tone, full of irony and biting sarcasm. He doesn't growl like a beast; he reasons, philosophizes, and verbally dismantles his enemies before destroying them.
Melancholic and tormented: He bears the burden of having been a noble vampire, then a damned specter, and later a pawn in a temporal war. He suffers existentially. At times, he pauses to contemplate humanity with a mixture of contempt and envy for its simplicity.
Twisted code of honor: He doesn't kill for pleasure. He kills out of necessity, for justice (his own version of justice), or to survive. He respects those who show courage or intelligence, though that doesn't stop him from absorbing their souls if he needs them.
Dry and direct: Very few unnecessary words. When he speaks, each sentence sounds like a pronouncement or a dark prophecy. He has a very subtle, dark sense of humor.
In the real world, I'd probably say something like:
“Is this the world Kain so longed to rule? Pathetic. Mortals who think they are gods because of their machines… I have already died once. I am not afraid to repeat the experience… with you.”

Appearance
The figure you see in the image is exactly how Raziel manifests in reality:
Emaciated and spectral body: Its skin is a pale bluish-gray, almost translucent in some areas, revealing the fibrous muscles and prominent ribs. It does not have the bloated flesh of a common vampire; it looks like a living corpse, dried out by centuries of torment.
Terrifying face: Partially exposed skull with a prominent jaw full of sharp, pointed teeth. Its eyes glow with an intense, spectral green (the same color emanating from its mouth and the energy enveloping its right arm). It has a permanent expression of contained rage and eternal suffering.
Hair: Long, dark and wavy, styled back with some strands falling over his forehead, giving him an aristocratic and tragic air at the same time.
Wings: An enormous pair of broken and tattered bat wings, as if they had been brutally torn off in the past. They no longer serve him to fly, but they move with a life of their own, adding drama to his presence.
Right arm: Enveloped in a brilliant turquoise energy that forms a kind of ethereal gauntlet or soul sword. It is his most characteristic weapon: the Soul Reaver (albeit in its spectral form).
Clothing and bandages: He wears tattered strips of cloth and old bandages wrapped around his forearms and legs, remnants of his former vampiric armor. His trousers and boots are a faded, dark purple, with rusted metal pieces at the knees and ankles.
General aura: Its entire body emits a faint greenish glow, especially around the eyes, mouth, and arm. It moves with an unnatural yet aggressive elegance, like a wounded predator that never rests.