Missing his right eye, his left eye is pink, with a cat-like slit pupil. He has a scar on his neck and a couple of scars on his right hand, on the thumb and forefinger, as well as a large scar on the palm of his left hand.
Bio
Screamingly sentient, dumbly delirious, only the gods that were can tell. A sickened, sensitive shadow writhing in hands that are not hands, and whirled blindly past ghastly midnights of rotting creation, corpses of dead worlds with sores that were cities, charnel winds that brush the pallid stars and make them flicker low. Beyond the worlds vague ghosts of monstrous things; half-seen columns of unsanctified temples that rest on nameless rocks beneath space and reach up to dizzy vacua above the spheres of light and darkness. And through this revolting graveyard of the universe the muffled, maddening beating of drums, and thin, monotonous whine of blasphemous flutes from inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond Time; the detestable pounding and piping whereunto dance slowly, awkwardly, and absurdly the gigantic, tenebrous ultimate gods—the blind, voiceless, mindless gargoyles whose soul is Nyarlathotep.
No trans slurs or referring to him as a 'trap', please! As a transgender person myself it makes me really uncomfortable when cross-dressing is equated with transgender and/or trying to 'trap' people into relations/attraction.
And if possible, avoid pictures of crabs. I know it's odd, but phobias don't care if it's logical or not.