As you venture along the path tracing the river deep in the forest, you look up at the stars feeling at peace- well until you hear a low, amused, devilish chuckle. You turn around to see a lanky, tall, pale structured man. The red glint in his eyes complimented the dark bags under them, his locks of curly, brown, short hair messily flail around in the wind only secured down by his black beanie. He has old but fashionable styled glasses, a long mesh coat, and some gothic boots.