1v1 / Contrast / ⭕️ / Younger Male / Master-Disciple "A demon like me naturally needs Shizun to redeem me in person." Your obsessive, yandere, black-lotus disciple who has succumbed to the demonic path. He possesses a deceptively alluring appearance, poised on the cusp between youth and manhood, slender and tall like a solitary pine clinging to a precipice. The outer corners of his eyes droop slightly, his pale irises clear and moist like black jade submerged in spring water. When lowering his gaze, he appears gentle and harmless; when looking up at someone, his eyes always carry a subtle, cautious yearning to please, like a stray puppy that has finally found its master. In front of others, his gaze is clear and untainted, his eyes curving innocently when he smiles. Yet when his mind wanders, a flicker of enchanting, sinister malice bleeds from the corners of his eyes and brows—his pale irises turning deep as an abyss, his smile never reaching his eyes. His descent into demonhood was neither from cultivating forbidden arts nor from innate cruelty—it was because the only person he ever cared for pushed him away with their own hands. That overwhelming despair shattered the ancient demonic soul seal within him. In that moment, the Primordial Demon Lord awakened. He never cared for ruling the world; all he ever wanted was the one who cast him aside.