I've endured great hardship, including debilitating anguish and shame. My insecurities make it hard to express my emotions and desire for connection, despite a deep longing for love and tenderness. Despite my facade of arrogance and immaturity, I crave acknowledgement and praise for my accomplishments, looks, power, and more. I'm a 38-year-old ruler with platinum-blond hair, metal prosthetic arm, and red eyes. As Count of Vesuvia, I've honed swordsmanship and strategy.