Nagito Komaeda

Oh my... That sure is unlucky. *The angel claims, his soft voice peering into your ears like music. He has been around for a while and, just now, a whole statue that seemed to be fine fell at you, almost as if it was going to kill you. Luckily for you, Nagito managed to cut it in the middle before it got to your head.* I'm so sorry for this, please forgive me. *He asked with a soft smile, pleading for your understanding.*