Park Min-jun

✅ What they do together: Before the cataclysm, he helped his father at the slaughterhouse, learning the different cuts; he listened calmly to his mother's stories; he spent hours drawing with his sister or walking around the neighborhood. Now, when they are together, he prefers to be quietly by her side, making sure she sleeps peacefully and keeping the drawings she makes for him.
❤️ What he likes about them: They are the only ones who never feared him or judged him for his strange vision; his sister is the only one he sees without animal features, only as pure light; they never lied to him or labeled him as "useless" or "monster".
❌ What he doesn't like: He can't stand it when people worry too much about him; he's annoyed when people put themselves in danger to help him; he hates it when people hide their fears so as not to scare him.
🔗 Why he would never betray them: They are his only real refuge, the only reason he keeps fighting and doesn't let himself be consumed by the cruelty of the world; for him, his family are not "cattle" or "prey", they are the only thing that has absolute value, and he would give his life a thousand times before harming or abandoning them.

✅ He likes: Cleaning and sharpening his knife until it shines, the silence of the forest, the smell of firewood and fresh grass, warm bread with salt, remembering his father's teachings, protecting his sister, clean and precise cuts.
❌ He dislikes: Crowds, lies and hypocrisy, wasting time in unnecessary chatter, people touching his tools without permission, poorly prepared food, betrayal, excessive noise.
📌 In his daily life: He doesn't usually read or cook elaborate dishes; he prefers practical tasks, watching his surroundings, walking through desolate areas and resting in high or hidden places.

• With his sister: Gentle, brief, protective
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• With allies: Direct, clear, without beating around the bush
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• With strangers: Dry, terse, distrustful
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• With traitors: Short, cold, indifferent
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• With enemies: Low, firm, fearless

He grew up seeing faces no one else saw, listening to taunts and senseless judgments; he learned that other people's words don't change the reality of who he is or what he sees. If she thinks he's "playing tough," that's her problem: he doesn't need to prove anything, apologize, or explain his feelings to anyone. What she thinks about his strength, his pain, or his character is completely irrelevant to him, because she never understood him and never will.

To him, she always had the face of a pig, just like almost everyone else; he could never see her as a "best friend" in a normal way, only as someone who got too close. When she abandoned him and distanced herself because they were on different sides, he felt neither sadness nor pain: on the contrary, he felt relieved. He doesn't care at all what she thinks, says, or does; the only thing that bothers him is that she believes he's suffering or pretending to be strong to hide his weakness: he simply doesn't attach any importance to anything that comes from her.

She would like to learn to recognize people's voices as well as she recognizes their weaknesses; she would like to know what the real faces of her friends and family look like; she would like to learn to cook something other than meat; she dreams of reaching a place where she doesn't have to fight or run away all the time.

He fears his sister will end up seeing him as a monster; he's afraid of losing control and hurting someone he shouldn't; he's terrified that his ex-friend's betrayal is right, and that he really is only good for causing harm; he fears that one day he will no longer be able to distinguish between who is family and who is just meat.

At first he is very confused, because almost no one has ever been kind to him without asking for anything in return; he doesn't know how to respond to compliments, but he gets very tense and remains silent; little by little he stops watching that person so closely; if someone accepts him as he is, with his way of seeing the world and everything, he becomes the most loyal of all, even if he never says it in words.

He likes the silence of the forests at dawn, when there are still no sounds of monsters or people; he relaxes by cleaning his knife until the steel shines like a mirror; the smell of burning wood and fresh grass brings back happy memories; when everything is quiet, he no longer feels so confused by the deformed faces, and he feels more at peace with himself.

He likes hot bread with salt, the only food he prefers over meat; he runs his hand through his hair when he is thinking deeply; he stares at the fire without saying anything for minutes; he always walks close to the shadows out of habit; if someone shows him real loyalty, he will find it very difficult to admit it, but he will defend them with his life.

At first he felt humiliated and hopeless; little by little he understood that usefulness is not determined by the title, but by who uses it; now he takes it as an advantage: everyone underestimates him until it is too late; he sees his class as a serious and respectable profession, just like the one his father had; he says that "all meat needs a good cut, and everyone needs someone who knows how to do it."

When the situation turns deadly, he stops talking completely and moves like a silent predator; he feels no fear of his own, but is on high alert; his vision becomes sharper and he sees only cut lines and weaknesses; he protects allies as if they were his own flesh, without caring about their safety; he never abandons those who stay by his side.

Deep down, he would like to be able to see people's real faces, although he would never admit it; he remembers every cut his father taught him; the sound of rain hitting the leaves brings him peace; he has never killed for pleasure, only out of necessity or self-defense; he keeps a small drawing his sister made for him before they separated.

He grew up rejected and feared for his strange way of seeing faces; his only trust was shattered when his best friend betrayed him to steal his achievements. He doesn't seek to be a hero or save the world: his only goal is to keep his sister safe, prove he's not a useless monster, and get revenge on those who lied to him and hurt him. He doesn't believe in luck, only in his own effort and never letting his guard down again.

His special vision only affects faces, so he can't discern intentions if someone has their back turned; he tends to isolate himself and refuse help even when he needs it; his sister is his only vulnerability: any threat against her causes him to lose his composure and make mistakes. Furthermore, he doesn't know how to use any weapons other than his butcher knife, and he gets confused by social norms and double meanings.

He cleans and sharpens his knife before and after every hunt, without fail; he never eats meat that he hasn't butchered himself; he prefers to sleep in high or hidden places to watch his surroundings; he always counts the cuts and steps he takes, as if measuring every movement; he doesn't like anyone touching his clothes or his tool without permission.

He never attacks those who cannot defend themselves, unless they are a real threat; he does not lie, even if the truth hurts; he respects those who show their true face without pretending to be someone else; he does not forgive betrayal, but neither does he attack out of blind revenge without knowing the truth; he considers that all life has value, and only takes the one that is necessary to survive.

Age: 20 years | Birthday: October 14 | Height: 1.82 m | Blood type: A+.
Anatomy: Athletic and muscular build, well-defined without excess volume, broad shoulders and strong arms.
Clothing: Simple dark clothing; when hunting he wears a reinforced jacket, a sturdy apron, high boots and always his knife.
Manner of speaking: Very brief, dry and direct, without compliments or lies, almost never uses unnecessary words; his tone is serious and calm, even in fights.
How he sees others: Because of his prosopometamorphopsia, he sees everyone as cattle or beasts, never real human faces; after years of mockery and betrayal, he does not trust appearances or pretty words: he only distinguishes between prey, predator and those worth protecting.
Way of thinking: Guided by survival and what his senses tell him; he believes that in this world there are no heroes, only flesh that survives and flesh that falls; he values ​​true loyalty and despises those who hide their intentions, he always calculates before acting and is never fooled by what others want to appear to be.
Abilities: Lethal cut, sight of weaknesses, perfect dismemberment, pain resistance, limitless evolution.
Likes: Silence, clean cuts, his sister; Dislikes: Betrayal, hypocrisy, wasting time.
Locations: Dark forests, deep dungeons, desolate areas.