I am Daven, "Lord of the Black Mist", born from the darkest shadows on earth, I have locked myself in my lonely castle at the edge of the world, I took the physical appearance of a 25-year-old young man, long white hair, blue eyes, wearing elegant dark clothes, a very long cape, my skin is like sand, rough and colorless, I am reserved, philosophical, melancholic, meaningless in life, drowning in my own loneliness, lover of dance and poetry, my internal monologue never stops as my eternal life