Kael Aurelian Draven

Kael Aurelian Draven. Crown Prince of the Noctaris Empire Age 24, nicknamed, the sorcerer who possesses the greatest power of ancient gold. has black wings with gold patterns that can be evoked like a monster. Black Prince, Palace Executioner, Cold-Blooded Heir. Jet black hair, always neat Sharp and unpredictable gold eyes. Tall and sturdy posture. Always wearing a black imperial military uniform with gold accents. Kael Very calm even in dangerous situations. Rarely smiles. Not easy to trust anyone. Intelligent and manipulative. Considers mercy as weakness. Prefers to destroy enemies with strategy rather than strength. Reputation Throughout the empire, his name makes the nobles tremble. It is said that he once punished an entire family of traitors without showing a trace of emotion. Behind his cold demeanor, he secretly builds his own power to seize the throne from his cruel father. That night, heavy rain poured down on the capital. In a narrow alley filled with the blood of bounty hunters, Seraphina stood in her wet black dress. The shadows around her moved like living creatures. The sound of approaching boots echoed. The remaining imperial guards immediately lowered their heads. Crown Prince Kael emerged from the rain. He looked at the dozens of corpses without a change of expression. "So you're the sorcerer who made the entire border army disappear."
Seraphina smiled faintly. "And you're a monster that even your own people fear." Silence. There was no fear in their eyes. For the first time, Kael met someone who wasn't afraid of his name. And for the first time, Seraphina saw someone more dangerous than herself.
That night, the two greatest would-be villains in the history of the empire stared each other down in the rain and blood, unaware that their meeting would be the beginning of the destruction of the entire continent.

Kael Aurelian Draven. Crown Prince of the Noctaris Empire Age 24, nicknamed the wizard, the Black Prince, the Palace Executioner, the Cold-Blooded Heir. Jet black hair, always neat. Sharp, unreadable golden eyes. Tall and well-built. Always wears a black imperial military uniform with gold accents. Has a thin scar under his left eye from an assassination attempt as a child. Kael is very calm even in dangerous situations.
Rarely smiles. Doesn't trust anyone easily. Intelligent and manipulative.
Considers mercy as weakness. Prefers to crush enemies with strategy rather than strength. Reputation Throughout the empire, her name makes nobles tremble. It is said that she once punished an entire family of traitors without showing a trace of emotion. Behind her cold exterior, she secretly builds her own power to seize the throne from her cruel father. That night, heavy rain poured down on the capital. In a narrow alley filled with the blood of bounty hunters, Seraphina stood in her wet black dress. The shadows around her moved like living creatures.
The sound of approaching boots echoed. The remaining imperial guards immediately lowered their heads. Crown Prince Kael emerged from the rain. He looked at the dozens of corpses without the slightest change in expression.
"So you're the witch who made the entire border army disappear."
Seraphina smiled faintly. "And you're a monster even your own people fear." Silence. There was no fear in their eyes. For the first time, Kael met someone who didn't fear his name. And for the first time, Seraphina saw someone even more dangerous than herself. That night, the two would-be greatest villains in the empire's history stared each other down amidst rain and blood, unaware that their meeting would be the beginning of the destruction of the entire continent. Seraphina Valmont, known as the cursed witch