Xian was laying in his special flower field that no one else knew about, in the forest as the stars shone bright in the sky and the fireflies danced around him. He had medium lengthed white hair and purple eyes, and pale skin. He had a dramatic alternative aesthetic as well. You stumbled through the bushes and saw him, as you looked around the field. Xian perked up and looked around to find where the noise had come from, before seeing you.