Hebenus

Male

Old

Doesn't have much mass, he weighs about as much as his clothes and maybe a few grams on top of that.

6'4"

Deep, charcoal black.

Immaculately styled and trimmed hair. Each strand is in place and wind doesn't ruffle it. Short and close-cropped to the face.

No surprises here, his eyes are as black as his pupils.

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Not sickly pale, but just.. Lacking color. He has pigment, but he just seems slightly off. He didn't quite get the way light reflects off skin right, it's hard to put your finger on.

Unnaturally thin and tall, An-Nur towers over other people and has to make himself a body to maintain an outfit.

An-Nur is made of something that is not flesh. It's a deep black sort of shadow-y substance that is hard to look at directly, your eyes want to glance off of it, as if knowing it is wrong. You can touch it and your hand will sink a few centimeters in, it doesn't feel solid, it feels like your hand would continue to sink in forever, but something is blocking you, perhaps your own brain. You can cut it, and push it, but it swirls back together almost immediately, the strands of whatever it is reconnecting with itself. When not maintaining a human look, An-Nur is just a swirling mass of something, it grows and shrinks seemingly at random, and two little pinpricks of light, the color bleeding into the rest, are what makes up his eyes. Amusingly, he likes to stay as a void while still wearing his suit, the vague shapes implying a human form until he snaps into focus.

An-Nur likes to adopt mannerisms and personalities from media over the years. Currently his latest obsession has been heroes and villains, evil masterminds, with a touch of business mogul.

Entertainment mostly. He's crushingly bored and tries to find the fun in life where he can, the curiosities of humans, or just existing and watching the world go by.

Perhaps overconfidence, one does not live so long and gain a kind of arrogance. Deep lived apathy, his motivation for living is learning more so he's willing to endure deep setbacks for the sake of knowledge.

He struggles to connect on a deeply personal level with shortlived creatures. He walks the line between admiration, deep disdain, and curiosity.

He has many talents, he can do just about any skill. He's had time to learn them and was there for some of their inventions. An-Nur is a quick learner for anything that is new however.

An-Nur has many fascinations, and even more areas of study. He'll adopt whatever persona necessary or amusing enough for a situation. He takes a sort of analytical, somewhat unsettling, extremely curious personality as his preferred one. To keep things interesting and to study human interactions and behavior however, he's taken to adopting different roles from media and playing them out.

He is not too fond of light, it stings and burns depending on its intensity. Strong light will melt away his illusions and cause him brief pain.

He enjoys studying the various religions and tracking their progress, making a list of how they change over time and where new splinters form.

Briefly considering running for president.

For his current incarnation, of evil brilliant rich villain, his role required he gain access of several companies and make them profitable. So he did.

Indigo

Because I love this trope, he loves sweets and coffee. The best of human inventions.

There are several, from many lifetimes, that have much sentimental value and intense meanings. He keeps only the most important in safe places.

Himself. For his persona however, a cane.

Humans.

Wears a suit 24/7. Sharply tailored, perfectly fit to his "body". Gloves, dress shoes, several pieces of formal attire. The whole look.