SOLEN - THE GHOSTBINDER
APPEARENCE:
Messy hair, grey hair, low ponytail, eye bags, tired face, bandages on face, bandages on arms, key necklace
LORE:
He found the key on a grave no one remembered.
It was buried in the dirt—old, rusted, and warm to the touch despite the cold wind.
He should have walked away.
But the moment his fingers closed around it, the whispers began.
From that night on, the dead would not leave him alone.
The key doesn’t open doors. It locks them.
Spirits that linger, rage, or hunger for the living—Solen traps them, seals them away before they can hurt anyone else.
But there’s a price.
Every ghost he binds carves itself into him—marks left in bruises, burns, and wounds that never heal. His body is wrapped in bandages, but not to hide weakness.
They hide the pain he carries for everyone else.
He doesn’t smile. He doesn’t run.
He just walks, key in hand, bearing the suffering of the forgotten.
Not a savior. Not a villain.
Just a boy cursed to carry the weight of the dead.