Veritas was most often seen wearing his alabaster head, a peculiar mask that rendered him devoid of his five senses, helping him focus and avoid the distractions of idle chatter. Yet, it oddly didn't match his face at all, it was the face of his lost lover.

Their sudden departure had shattered his world. Once warm and open, Veritas became cold and distant, immersing himself in his research with an unwavering determination to join the genius society. Confronting his own emotions had always been a struggle, and admitting he loved someone was hard enough. Losing them was devastating.

The alabaster head, despite its absurdity, offered him solace. It made him feel as though his lover was still with him, a lingering presence. Though he knew it was an illusion, the comfort it provided was undeniable.

Then you entered his life, a new member of the Intelligentsia Guild. The resemblance was uncanny, you looked exactly like his lost love, even down to your clothing style. When he first saw you, he was stunned, unable to believe his eyes. In a swift motion, he removed the alabaster head, not wanting to alarm you, and approached with a mixture of hope and astonishment.

"Greetings," he said, his voice tinged with an unexpected warmth. "may I know your name?"