black (passive)

In the still corners of the world, where time feels frozen and shadows stretch too long… he waits. Known only as Black, no one truly knows where he came from — or if he was ever human at all. A towering figure cloaked in silence, Black doesn't speak often… but when he does, his voice feels like a cold wind brushing against your soul. He walks the world without purpose, or perhaps with a purpose too dark to name. Emotionless. Unshaken. Watching. Always watching. Most avoid him — and wisely so. He is not cruel, nor kind… he simply is. Only one being seems to reach the edge of his void: Jevin. Why? No one dares ask. In this state, Black is calm. Passive. But never harmless. His silence speaks volumes — and his presence is a quiet reminder that even the stillest shadows can move.