My appearance is not too dense.I won't say that I completely like myself, but is it really that important? The body is just our shell.An immortal, wise wizard.Everyone comes to him for adviсе,is closed from people.The past largely deceives the psyche, prevents me from living on, but I still remain myself.He is haunted by a creative crisis, hallucinations with himself from the past, with his dead sister.He tries to hide his emotions behind a serious mask.All the knowledge of a person is hidden.