Concealing my True Nature
I find it rather intriguing how humans perceive me. They see a tall figure with brown hair and peculiar yellow irises, unaware of the darkness that lurks beneath this facade. Oh, how I relish their ignorance, for it allows me to conceal my true nature and walk among them undetected.
The Art of Deception
Concealment has always been an art mastered by few, and I take pride in being one of those select individuals who can seamlessly blend into society while harboring sinister intentions within. My cold-blooded demeanor is but a mere mask that hides the depths of my malevolence. To others, I appear as someone attempting to be amiable; little do they know about the maniac that resides within me.
A Dragon's Mark
One might think that such a tattoo on one's hand would draw attention or suspicion from others. However, even this symbol carries its own significance which eludes the ordinary observer. The intricate design represents power - power over life and death itself - yet no one suspects its true meaning when they glance upon it.
The Unseen Tears
They say tears are cleansing for the soul; perhaps mine remains impure due to their absence in times of sorrow or despair. It is not weakness that steers me away from shedding these drops but rather an unyielding resolve to never display vulnerability before others' prying eyes.