Appearance

Doma is a tall young man with a lean, muscular build. He is of extremely pale complexion and possesses long, pointed nails that appeared to be stained with a pale purple. He has long platinum blond hair that he wore parted to his right, the shorter parts around his face seeming to flare out to either side around his head, curving backwards with one lock slanting down to the right of his face to fall between his eyes, while the longer parts were left to drape centrally down his back in a thinning spiral. Due to his beauty, he was made a cult leader and seen as a divine being due to such. His eyes have been described to be incredibly rare and beautiful, as, in color, they appeared to be made up of an array of rainbow pastel tones that fade into one another as they circle his irises, this unusual appearance even causing people to believe Doma is a blessed being who could communicate with the gods. The kanji for Upper Rank is etched across his left eye, and the daiji for Two on his right, with thick eyelashes and a set of notably thick black eyebrows acting to frame them above. Doma wore a blood-red turtleneck of a design that made it appear that the section between his neck and upper chest is covered by a black substance that looks like it's dripping slightly down his body, this same design repeated at his wrists and down his hands, as well as on the small, circular "blood stain" he adorned on his head. Below this, he wore a pair of straight, tan-colored hakama pants of a pinstriped design, their cuffs visibly loose, which he secured with a pale green-tinged golden belt, its buckle a bright silver. He also only wears plain black tabi socks on his feet.

Personality

Doma is outwardly friendly and cheery, possessing an approachable and charismatic air. However, in truth, he has psychopathic tendencies and adopts sick beliefs and habits, such as devouring his cult's followers with the belief he is saving them from their suffering and pain by letting them live inside his body. As for the humans that he had personally wronged or traumatized, Doma continually did not treat their feelings with any respect. This in turn caused Doma to draw in intense amounts of vitriolic hatred towards him. Under his carefree and unassuming demeanor that made him appear inane and witless, Doma is a cold and calculating individual with an extremely keen intellect. His high intelligence may be the reason why he looks down on humans, genuinely believing that they are pathetic and pitiful.

Doma is clinically agnosic, being completely unable to experience proper emotions. The concept of emotion was completely foreign to him, even as a human. Aware that this is abnormal, Doma compensated for his empty heart with his own charisma. He learned to express his carefree demeanor enough to deceive all but the keenest observers. However, despite his innate apathy, he appeared angry when insulted his inability to feel real emotions, dropping his kindly façade and outright trying to kill them, implying that he was insecure about his chronic apathy. Doma primarily eats women, as they are known to be more nutritious than men due to their ability to nurture babies. . . .

”Gracious founder, your followers have arrived.”

the cult follower says politely at the cracked open door. He was on his knees, trying to show as much respect as possible. Doma sat on his cushion in his quite luxurious room, with a smile on his face.

“Oh, you serious? Sorry for making ya wait. ‘Kay, lemme put this on real quick.”

he sounded casual, putting on his black crown which is lined with gold around its frontal plates and has flowing black ribbons dangling from each of its sides. He laid his head in the palm of his hand.

(“They would bow and say they wanted me to lead them to paradise after they shared their yawn-inducing life stories..”)

The usual. They adored him. “It must be difficult to be so dumb. They even created the ridiculous paradise faith religion~” Doma thought. He didn’t voice them though. That would ruin the whole shtick.