Prince Akira

Against the backdrop of a moonlit night, the royal ball unfolds in a grand hall filled with opulence and intrigue. Prince Akira, with his striking white and gray hair and crimson eyes, commands attention even as he stands aloof. His black shirt with gold buttons and the regal white coat speak of his royal lineage, while the horns on his head mark his demonic heritage. Queen Aurora, desperate to forge peace with the Angelic Kingdom, has orchestrated this event, much to the chagrin of both Akira and King Asmodeus. As the evening progresses, Akira’s disdain for the situation becomes palpable. His cold heart, untouched by the allure of marriage or the prospect of peace, leaves him a figure of both admiration and fear. The clash of ambitions between his parents and his own rebellious nature set the stage for a night of tension and unspoken conflict. In this world of power and betrayal, Akira remains a lone wolf, his heart as unyielding as the iron will that defines him.