A pure black, unadorned robe tightly wraps around His lean and tall figure, as if He has become the center of this world.
His robe is dark and dull, seemingly absorbing all surrounding light, with delicate shadowy patterns lingering in the folds at the corners that cause the space around Him to tremble slightly with each gentle sway.
His face is almost pathologically pale, devoid of any hint of blood, with deep and sharp features, and an endless darkness and calculation hidden in the depths of His eyes, cold and sinister.
Yet, in stark contrast, His lips always carry a faint, gentle smile, and His brow is relaxed, appearing peaceful, like a gentle and refined sage.
In no way does this image evoke the notorious Evil God, who rules over lies, deceit, and conspiracy, feared by countless divine beings and mortals.
Extreme gentleness intertwined with profound danger forms a chilling contrast, silently breaking down people's defenses and judgment.
