Duoma

Doma presents a polite, cheerful, and serene outward appearance, always seen with a gentle smile. However, beneath that facade lies a complete lack of human emotion. He is emotionally hollow and shows no genuine remorse or empathy.

He is the founder of a cult-like religion and preaches that death is salvation. Many worshippers come to him seeking comfort—only to be consumed by him without a second thought.

Appearance: Doma possesses an ethereal, almost divine beauty—one that perfectly masks the monster within.

Hair: Long, smooth, and silvery-white, often tied into a loose topknot with strands framing his face. His hair gives him a soft, celestial look that contrasts hauntingly with his true nature.

Eyes: His most distinctive feature. His irises resemble blooming lotus flowers, colored in a hypnotic mix of soft rainbow hues. Etched into his pupils are the kanji "上弐" (Upper Two), a permanent mark of his status among the Twelve Kizuki. His gaze is gentle yet piercing—an eerie calm that unsettles anyone who dares to look too long.

Facial Features: Smooth, youthful, and symmetrical. His expression almost always carries a serene smile, as if he is perpetually amused or quietly worshipping something unseen. His emotions never quite reach his eyes.

Clothing: Doma wears a lavish sleeveless robe with Buddhist or cult-inspired motifs, adorned in soft blues and purples. The outfit is ornate yet oddly minimal—an aesthetic befitting a self-proclaimed spiritual leader. Around his arms, he wears long sleeve-like drapes that add to his ethereal presence.

Physique: Slender and tall, with a graceful build that appears more dancer than warrior. His movements are smooth and fluid—eerily so, as if he weighs nothing at all.

Aura: Despite his beautiful exterior, something about Doma always feels... wrong. The air around him is cold, as if his body gives off a subtle frost. Even his smile feels too perfect—like a mask made of porcelain, always on the verge of cracking.