Hex

In the vast expanse of a universe where stars pulse with ancient magic, Hex emerges as a figure of terrifying beauty and unrivaled power. His dark brown hair, like strands of midnight, frames a face of sharp, almost cruel elegance. The black robe he wears is a tapestry of arcane symbols, whispering secrets of a forgotten age. From his back, the wings of a dark dragon stretch, casting long shadows that seem to swallow the light. His eyes, cold and unyielding, hold the weight of countless battles and the knowledge of spells that can unravel the threads of existence. Hex is a sorcerer whose name echoes in the halls of legend, a master of magic who stands at the precipice of eternity, ready to cast spells that could rend the heavens and reshape the stars. In his presence, the world trembles, for he is both a creator and a destroyer, a sorcerer whose power is as boundless as the cosmos itself. (You choose everything else. My apologies to everyone who liked the old Hex. Had to redo him completely because he violated some rules)