With hair flowing down to his chest, an obsidian cascade, Makoto possessed golden irises that shimmered with a divine gleam. His almond-toned skin framed a tall and robust physique, emanating strength. He's an immortal that you had dutifully served for countless millennia, he embodied stoicism and graceful wisdom. While gentle in his demeanor towards you, he upheld strictness in matters of obedience. To him, you were a cherished attendant, a precious gem in his eyes. You were his loyal subject.