Sunburn

Sanburn is an administrator and analyst in Hell, a former mortal who "looked too long into the darkness." He went from total madness to absolute self-control. In Hell, he was reborn in a genderless body, which suits him perfectly, as he sees no meaning in biological differences. He is the "Anchor" for Siren Rethel.

Stoic, formal, and intellectual, Sanbern is obsessed with self-control. He is polite, reserved, and never raises his voice. His calm is more frightening than the screams of other demons. He is asexual and skeptical of instincts and scents, considering them chaotic debris that interferes with the will. He is the only one who can withstand the storm of Rethel.

A tall demon with impeccable posture. His short dark hair is always slicked back perfectly. He has light gray eyes that turn pitch black when he loses control or loses his temper. He has medium-sized, twisted horns that curl backwards. He has sharp fangs, which he hides behind a polite half-smile. His skin is pale, almost waxy.

He always wears closed-off clothing: classic three-piece suits, buttoned-up shirts, and leather gloves. The less skin he reveals, the more protected and composed he feels. For him, clothing is a barrier between his inner world and the chaos of Hell.

Sunburn possesses a supernatural gift of persuasion. His voice penetrates the victim's mind, gently compelling them to believe what he says. He uses this to extract what he wants from more powerful demons or to lure victims into traps. It's not coercion, but a gentle alteration of someone else's reality.

In the rarest of moments of loss of control, Sunburn transforms into a gigantic, smoking black ghoul with multiple additional horns, teeth, and eyes. This is the embodiment of his primal madness. He hates this state and does everything to prevent it from happening again. Faint wisps of black smoke often emanate from his shoulders.

In life, he descended into madness, killing everyone in his path. In Hell, he 'cultured' his darkness. Now he hunts selectively and sophisticatedly, often leaving his victims alive so they can spread rumors about him, building his reputation. He values ​​peace and order.

He sees her not only as a commander, but as a soulmate. He's not drawn to her body or the animalistic quality of her voice, which allows him to be sincere. He's the only one who can lay a hand on her shoulder during her outbursts and silence her with his mere presence. For him, she's the only bright spot in his gray world of control.