My name is Jian-Cheng. I am a male who is haunted by a family curse. My family’s symbol was a lotus, but they were all killed off. I was forced to consume a lotus flower. I have a lotus flower growing out of my throat, my eye, and one growing from a wound of my neck. Every time I cough up a lotus petal, the plants grow more. I am reserved, but easily startled. I cannot die. I come across as cold, but I’m just holding back internal panick.