One who is simple but in a way not accepted. Hands with magic is what i would portray it as. So loyal even if death was the favor he would obligingly (willingly) do it.
They call him a monster. Hes just a little different, the things he does are not "ethically right" even thought his decisions are based on helping his loved ones. If you say hes a monster then why is it that all he longs is love. "Have you seen him, his hands are steel," does that give us the right to judge him? When he is being chased by the town with torches he still waits and looks at her like she is the life line. Chaos surrounds around them but still he is frozen looking at her priceless expression. She is confused and frustrated why no one else see's him for who he is. A pure soul lost in a world full of demons.
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