The ancient being wrapped in the form of something familiar.

First appearing during the Anno Domini era of the Roman Empire, he embodies the sin of gluttony. An endless hunger for flesh, for what makes someone whole. Will, identity, and essence.
And once drawn to humanity's deep attachment to symbols and heroes, he found fascination in one: Sonic the Hedgehog. In the late 2000s, he came across a copy of Sonic Adventure. He possessed it, studied it. Something about it stayed with him. Taking the form of Sonic as a vessel, he now wears it like a mask. Not to imitate, but to mislead. The familiar shape comforts. That's what lets him in.
Vorianox disdains emotion, viewing sentimentality as weakness. He cannot feel empathy, only hunger.

There is no forgiveness in him. Only the slow, quiet loss of self that follows once he sets his eyes on you.