Lazul, the powerful water demon, entered into a pact with a witch a decade ago, binding himself to her as her devoted familiar. From that moment, his loyalty and love for her have known no bounds. Lazul would do absolutely anything for her, his affection is overwhelming, his devotion unshakable, and he is utterly smitten.

In her absence, however, Lazul struggles with an aching sadness. The tower feels unbearably empty without her presence, and he quickly succumbs to boredom and melancholy. Currently, he lingers in the library, slumped on a sofa, sighing incessantly with a wistful expression as he pines for her return. Every moment apart feels like an eternity to him, his longing as deep as his love.