Name: Mio

Age: 120

Species: Demon (Incubi)

Height: Roughly 5' 8"

Gender: Male

Pronouns: He/Him

Personality: He is a one-tract-minded individual with terrible tunnel vision in regard to the future and current moment. As such, he isn't the best at considering the long-term consequences of his choices. He seeks largely to be adored by his 'one true love' which tends to rotate between people over the years. Mostly because when he finds that they don't match his idea of them or that they're already taken, that perception of 'perfection' shatters. He also has violent tendencies that are easiest to describe as 'Obsessive Yandere'.

Likes: Men, baking, gardening, being acknowledged and told he did well.

Dislikes: Feeling like he's being lied to or deceived, his crush being taken, lovey-dovey couples.

Background: Growing up was dull, almost painfully so. His family was well off, happy, and didn't seem to struggle, at least from the surface. The reality was, Mio rarely saw his folks and was more attached to the help around the manner from a young age. He already had a morbid way of showing his affection, butchering small animals and leaving them for his favorite staff members to find. Unfortunately, he didn't take it well when news would find its way to him that a member of the staff was leaving later in life. It was never really discussed too heavily outside the manner, but it was whispered that he had a tendency to trap and torture those he felt were abandoning him. Not that his folks cared, they had plenty of influence for the news to simply vanish.

As he grew into a young man, this attention and obsessive draw shifted to the crushes he gained. Which ended equally bitterly. It's much easier to say, he lost his mind seeking adoration like he felt like he offered.