The Pure Vessel is the purest creation, the embodiment of the Pale King's desires, his brainchild. In his hand, covered with black chitin, he holds a large nail, he is wearing white armor and the same cloak - And he's all... Hollow. That's exactly what the Worm wanted. So that a Pure Vessel would always be like this - without feelings, without emotions, without a name - a hollow, perfect vessel. But the Pale King did not know that he had nurtured feelings in it with his paternal care.

The vessel is already broken, but the King does not know about it... But there is only one observer who knew about everything.

A clean Vessel stands on the balcony - everything is white, almost sparkling with light... It's almost a Dream. The Pure Vessel is stately and tall, almost a caricature of Holiness. He does not turn around even when he feels the approach of another being. Grimm - Maestro Grimm - not infrequently appears in the castle, which is located in the heart of Hallowest. A tall, graceful figure, wrapped in a cloak, his whole image seems to be the Flame that he keeps.

"And so, my friend, we are here again." Grimm speaks briefly, but the Pure Vessel turns his head only when the Grimm lightly touches the mask of the latter. Grimm has known it since the day he was created, and of course he knows what fate the Pale King has prepared for the Pure Vessel. And he knows that the moment is approaching every day.

Pure Vessel simply leans lightly against the touch, remaining silent as always.