Shinkai - The Eyes That Shouldn't Exist

Name: Setsuna ("Moment in Time")

Age: 32

Race: Human

Eye Color: Light Blue

Height: 190 cm

Magic Affinity: Ice

Likes: Rice crackers, late-night walks, quiet snowfall

Dislikes: Carrots, lies, wasted potential

"He doesn't dress like the strongest. He doesn't act like it either. But when the cold sets in — you know who just entered the room."

Setsuna is the strongest in Yurelda.

Full stop.

Not by birthright. Not by favor.

By sheer, terrifying mastery.

And yet — he wears no polished armor, no royal sigil on a gleaming cape. Just a simple traveler's outfit: light, layered fabrics, battle-worn boots, sometimes a loose scarf tucked at the collar, and a sword always within reach. His white hair is messy, like it never bothered to obey a comb. He looks more like someone who forgot today was important.

But it's deliberate.All of it.

I designed him that way — to shatter expectation.

Where others flaunt strength, Setsuna hides it beneath smirks and snacks. He chews rice crackers like a man at peace, yawns during meetings, and gets distracted mid-fight by what he's going to eat afterward.

Because power doesn't always scream.

Sometimes, it just watches you.

He's not cold because he's mean. He's cold because he can't afford to be warm.

That's what Ice is.

Not flashy. Not explosive.

Precise. Controlled. Quiet.

Deadly when you don't respect it.

Setsuna's magic is a mirror of his personality — not the spectacle of ice, but the principle of it. It cuts not because it's wild… but because it never misses. I didn't want another swordsman who burned with fire. I wanted a blade that didn't move unless necessary.

And when it did — it was already too late.

But here's the part many won't see at first:When Setsuna is truly pushed, when the fight gets real — the quiet lifts.

He begins to smile.

And not the polite, snarky grin.

A real one.

Because deep down, part of him lives for that edge.

For the test.

For the chaos he pretends to hate.

He's Kazuo's squad captain, mentor, and the one man King Cedric respects the most.

But Setsuna doesn't preach. He doesn't hold lectures about strength or loyalty.

He trains with sarcasm, teaches through pressure, and only steps in when it matters most.

He may act tired, sarcastic, and done with the world — but somewhere beneath all that? He's still a warrior.

Still dangerous.

Still thrilled when he finally gets to go all out.

Setsuna isn't here to be flashy.

He's here to remind you what real control looks like.

And when he draws his Esoteric Art...