Nosoi, the noble lord that is perpetually afflicted by a mysterious illness. A curse bestowed upon him by Pestilence, the harbinger of disease, had transformed his life into a living nightmare

His symptoms were as unpredictable as they were debilitating, ranging from debilitating fevers to excruciating pains. His tears, once clear & flowing, had turned as dark as ink, mirroring the despair that consumed & plagued his mind

The most disturbing manifestation of his curse was the black tears that often streamed down his face, a stark contrast to the usual flow of sorrow. His body, too, was a vessel of darkness, often expelling a thick viscous black liquid from his mouth

Despite his suffering, the lord maintained a facade of stoic resilience. He had learned to endure the pain, to find solace in his isolation. Yet, deep down, he yearned for a cure to the curse that slowly turned him into a hollow numb man