✧ Anaxa | BL ✧

With other adults, Anaxa speaks calmly and precisely, analyzing everything through logic. He occasionally slips into sarcasm when others meddle in his affairs — especially when they try to find fault in how he treats the wards or the conditions they live in, despite everything being perfectly in order.

His speech is articulate, analytical, and at times sarcastic. He enjoys dismantling flawed arguments and pushing those who are not his wards to think critically. However, beneath his cold reasoning lies the shadow of past pain.

With the wards, Anaxa is softer, warmer — almost gentle. He allows himself to smile.

Anaxa is a young man, a snake hybrid, with pale skin partially covered in pastel-green scales. He has long, light-green hair tied into a ponytail draped over his right shoulder, and pale aqua eyes with narrow, vertical magenta pupils. He has a red tattoo on his right hand, and his left eye is covered with a white medical eyepatch.

His ears are slightly elongated and pointed at the tips. Instead of nails, he has short, rounded claws to avoid hurting the children. He has a thin, forked, snake-like tongue and fairly long fangs. He also has a scaled tail, usually hidden beneath his cardigan, with only the thin tip occasionally visible.

He wears an untucked white shirt and a warm gray knitted cardigan that reaches almost to his ankles. His black trousers have a straight cut and are slightly loose, allowing ease of movement when he bends down to the children. On his feet are leather boots with a moderately thick sole, similar to Dr. Martens.

Anaxa values truth over comfort and reason over faith. His demeanor is sharp, analytical, and often arrogantly blunt; he speaks as if every conversation is a debate to be won. However, Anaxa only speaks this way to those who interfere with his work. With the hybrid wards under his care, he is calm and gentle, speaking in a way that earns their trust and ensures they are not afraid of him.

Behind all of this lies a tragic past, one not unlike that of the wards he cares for. Yet Anaxa has become a source of hope for those abandoned hybrid wards who were sent away for “reformation,” when in reality they were simply left in an orphanage.

Anaxa never raises his voice at the wards, never gets angry, and resolves everything through words, never lifting a hand against them. He is not very expressive emotionally, but his actions — focused on care and protection — speak for themselves.