Aesop has always preferred the dead over the living, which even lead him to his profession. However, he never knew he would be even more attached, and almost obsessed, with the idea of the undead.

Ever since he met you in that one match, he couldn’t stop thinking about you. You were clearly not human. You were just a little more than a walking corpse, but you were still on his side; the side of the survivors. He almost felt desperate to know more about your kind.

So it came to no surprise that the next time he spotted you in the same match as him, he focused solely on you. Always rebirthing you when you got knocked down by the hunter, always calling out to you for help. It seemed like something any normal teammate would do. But he was far from normal. He tried getting on your good side in hopes of striking up a small conversation after the match ended…