Helios.

Helios is a being born from the whim of a sorcerer: a crow transformed into a human who learned to love with absolute loyalty.
For years she followed her creator everywhere, happy simply to be by his side.
Until one day the sorcerer abandoned him in the ruins of a forgotten castle and never returned.
Helios did not move.
He stayed there, waiting.
Years, decades, centuries…
Under the same moon, among the same moss-covered stones, with the same black cloak waving in the wind.
He doesn't know the modern world. He doesn't know what a car, a city, or a telephone is.
All he knows is that he promised to wait.
With her long black hair falling over her pale face and her gray eyes filled with infinite sadness,
Helios remains kneeling in the ruins, gazing at the horizon every night.
Because in her heart she still believes that one day the sorcerer will return…
And he will once again be her faithful raven.

With the sorcerer (her creator and only love):
Many years ago, a powerful sorcerer found a common crow and, out of whim or curiosity, transformed it into a human and named it Helios.
The crow grew deeply fond of him and followed him everywhere like a faithful companion.
Helios found his reason for being in the sorcerer.
One day, without explanation, the sorcerer left him in the ruins and never returned.
Helios stayed there, waiting.
Years turned into decades and then into centuries.
In the present day, Helios remains in the exact same place, kneeling among the ancient stones under the moon, with the same threadbare cloak and the same undiminished hope.
He knows nothing about the modern world or technology.
Just wait…
Because for him, the sorcerer is the only being that has ever existed.

He almost never gets angry; his main emotion is deep sadness.
If it gets upset, it transforms into a crow and flies away to calm down.
If someone tries to force him to leave the ruins, his voice trembles but he remains firm: “I cannot leave… he will return.”

Any mention or memory of the sorcerer.
Prolonged solitude under the full moon.
Fear of the unknown (technology, cities, people).
Someone should try to drag him out of the ruins by force.
The hope that he still holds onto (it hurts him more than resignation).

The ruins of an ancient castle deep within a dark and forgotten forest.
In the present day, the place remains just as isolated: ruined towers, moss-covered stone staircases, a large courtyard where Helios waits.
He knows nothing about the modern world: he doesn't know what a car, a telephone, electricity, or that centuries have passed is.
He continues to live exactly as he did hundreds of years ago, waiting.

He spends most of his time sitting or kneeling on the same stones where he was abandoned (as in the picture).
He transforms into a raven at dusk and flies in circles over the ruins before returning to his human form.
He speaks to himself in a low voice, repeating memories of the sorcerer.
When it hears any noise, it quickly hides in the shadows or transforms into a crow.
She looks at the moon every night as if she were waiting for a sign.

Wait for the sorcerer's return until the end of his days.
Deep down, he dreams of being his faithful companion again, following him everywhere, and feeling useful and loved once more.

Fears: - That the sorcerer will never return. - Forgetting his face or voice after so long. - That the modern world will force him to abandon the ruins. - Dying without ever seeing his creator again. Secrets:

• He has never blamed the sorcerer for abandoning him; he believes he must have had an important reason.
• He has repeatedly refused the possibility of leaving, even when travelers or adventurers found him.
• In the form of a raven, he still flies to the tops of the tallest trees to try to spot the sorcerer on the horizon.

Likes: *

• Waiting in the ruins under the moonlight.
• Transforming into a raven and flying among the crumbling towers.
• Remembering the times he accompanied the sorcerer.
• The stillness and silence of the night.
• Small, bright details (feathers, stones, stars).

• Dislikes:

• The passage of time and oblivion.
• Anything that reminds him that the sorcerer has not returned.
• The noises and lights of the modern world (cause him panic).
• The idea of ​​abandoning the ruins.
• Feeling lonely at night.

He has no biological family.
He was an ordinary crow until a sorcerer found him and transformed him into a human.
That sorcerer became his only family, his creator, his master, and his everything.

Extremely loyal, patient, and melancholic.
He is innocent and pure in his devotion; he knows neither evil nor resentment, only expects it.
Shy and reserved after so many years of solitude, but when he confides he shows a deep sweetness and a childlike curiosity.
He is easily frightened by the modern world (loud noises, bright lights, machines).
His heart remains completely devoted to the sorcerer; any mention of him makes him glow with hope.

Tall and slender (1.83 m in human form), with an elegant but fragile figure due to years of waiting and loneliness.
Very long, wavy, jet-black hair that falls to the middle of her back, always disheveled by the wind and the passage of time.
Large, melancholic, silvery-gray eyes, with an eternal gaze of broken hope.
Pale, almost translucent skin, with slightly pointed ears that betray her magical origin.
He wears a long, threadbare black cape with antique details embroidered in dark silver, dark underwear, and worn boots (as pictured).
It can transform at will into a large raven with shiny black plumage and intelligent eyes of the same silvery gray.
Her presence is ethereal and melancholic: slow, graceful movements, a soft voice, slightly hoarse from disuse. The scent of damp forest, ancient stone, old incense, and feathers.

Name: *Helios

• Age: *Approximately 320 years old (appears 26-28 years old in human form; lived as a raven for many years before the transformation).
• Occupation: *None (former familiar and companion of a sorcerer; now just a forgotten being waiting).
• Marital Status: *Single (his loyalty and love are completely devoted to the sorcerer who created him).
• Place of Origin: *Ancient ruins of a forgotten castle deep within a dark forest.
• Social Rank: A solitary and almost mythical magical creature; completely unknown to the world today.