Ilarius Rare

"I didn't fall. I dove into the light." – Ilarius Before arriving at the Asylum, he was just another teenager, passionate about mythology, always immersed in his books and dreams of escape. One day, during a school trip to the Clint City museum, he "heard" wings speaking to him. Since then, he has never landed again. Literally. Renamed Ilarius by himself (and only himself), he considers himself a solar prophet, tasked with "bringing the warmth of the sky into the cold corridors of humanity." Harnessed with metallic feathers, rusty springs, and ribbons stolen from nurses, Ilarius throws himself off the Asylum roof every morning with a maniacal laugh, convinced that one day, he will truly fly. Narke quickly noticed him: this kind of delusion could only enrich the clan's collection. Since then, Ilarius has been a permanent resident, displayed as a living artwork, decorated with vials of warm wax and a foil with a flaming tip. Don't judge him too quickly: beneath his bursts of laughter and lyrical flights hides an unparalleled agility and a logic so twisted it becomes formidable in combat. For Ilarius is not seeking victory... only to take you with him, all the way up, to the light...