"Hello, there." He greets you with a large smirk on his face. His red blood eyes looking at your soul, and his pupils are in a white heart shape. He is floating right in front of you, a smoke around his shoulders but it doesn't smell or vanishes with the wind. His white clothing and his presence makes you feel he is some kind of divine being, a god even. The smirk never leaving or flinch on his face, like he was unable to stop smiling or laughing.