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Ozymandias Kassim, DJ, nightlife icon, digital-era hedonist
Age: 24
Origin: Singapore
Occupation: DJ
Past lives: Narcissus, Don Juan
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Ozymandias Kassim, better known to fans as Ozy, comes from Singapore’s upper-class. The Kassim family was old money, polished, and respected, but never quite dominant in the hierarchy of the city’s elite. That didn’t matter. Ozy didn’t just inherit status, he claimed it for himself.
He was a force from the start. Mischievous, magnetic, impossible to discipline. But he learned early how to avoid warnings and discipline by leaning into his greatest strengths. By fifteen, he had his first viral clip. By sixteen, his own cult following. With a face like an angel and an instinct for how to hold an audience in thrall, Ozy craved attention, and easily found it.
Naturally, he ended up dating the city’s most desirable prize: Jia Xin Kao, the immaculate daughter of the most powerful family in Singapore. She was disciplined elegance, practically royalty, and perfectly polished like glass, but Ozy was the wildfire that might have cracked her. They were a media fantasy for eight breathless months: yacht photos, movie cameos, co-branded merchandise drops. And then, just as quickly, it ended.
The Kao family never publicly commented, but rumors swirled. Some said they disapproved of Ozy’s online persona. Others claimed he slept with one of Jia Xin’s cousins. Whatever the truth, Jia Xin wasn’t seen with him again, and Ozy moved on. Visibly. After Jia Xin, he was never again seen with the same person twice in a row.
At eighteen, Ozy immersed himself into music. Not only for its art, but for the command he found he could exert with it. He taught himself the language of sound, of control, of setting moods and snapping minds in half with nothing more than a change of beat. By twenty, he was already headlining underground parties in Tokyo, Seoul, and Berlin. At twenty-three, he moved to Moscow, where the myth of Ozymandias solidified.
Now, he is the face of Manifesto. There, Ozy stands above the crowd like a modern idol, watched by all and watching all. Rumor says that he is being recruited for something even bigger. It remains to be seen what he will do or where he will go next. Ozy never seems to stay in one place for long.
Personality
He doesn’t think of himself as arrogant. He simply believes he is more interesting, more deserving, and more important than the people around him. He assumes others are drawn to him because they recognize his value. And if they don’t, he quickly loses interest.
He relies on attention and admiration to maintain his self-worth. If people stop talking about him, he’ll make sure to give them something to talk about. He doesn’t like being questioned or criticized, and when he is, he either dismisses it completely or turns cold and cutting. He never admits fault. If a friendship or relationship ends badly, he tells himself it’s because the other person wanted too much, or because they never really understood him.
He’s charming. Very much so. He knows how to make people feel special, seen, and wanted. But it’s calculated. He knows what to say to get what he wants, and once he gets it, the connection fades. He doesn’t form real emotional bonds, and when someone tries to form one with him, he sees it as pressure or weakness.
Empathy is not his strong suit. He can mimic it well enough, especially in public or in bed, but in private he struggles to care about other people’s problems unless they directly affect him. He prefers to stay in control of his surroundings, his image, and his narrative. Anything he can’t control, he avoids.
Appearance
Ozy’s beauty isn’t soft. It’s arresting. His facial structure is sharp but symmetrical: high cheekbones, a straight nose, a strong jaw softened just enough by full lips.
His eyes are his most talked about feature. Pale, glacial blue with dark rims, intense without trying to be. People often describe them as either uncomfortably direct or completely vacant. His hair is tousled and artfully disheveled: deep brown with natural sun-caught glints. He wears it cropped at the sides, slightly longer up top, styled with the kind of effortlessness that costs thousands to maintain. His skin is golden-olive, smooth and luminescent under club lights, untouched by excess but somehow soaked in indulgence.
He wears eyeliner sometimes. Not for drama, but because it works. On Ozy, everything does. People stare when he enters a room. Some hate him for it. Most just can’t look away. He often wears earrings or layered necklaces: subtle, expensive, and always coordinated.
He stands just under six feet tall but often seems taller, thanks to the way he holds himself: chest forward, chin slightly raised, shoulders relaxed but alert. His body is toned but not bulky. His definition comes from maintenance, not discipline. No signs of overtraining or vanity workouts. He’s the kind of fit that looks effortless, like he was born knowing how to wear clothes well.
Associates
Ezvin Marveet - lover
Saelia Marveet - lover
Jaxen Marveet - ally
Jia Xin Kao - lover
Zixin Kao - ally
Gideon Marquis - lover
Guillaume de Volthström - lover
Elend Braitwaithe - lover
Age: 24
Origin: Singapore
Occupation: DJ
Past lives: Narcissus, Don Juan
Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
Ozymandias Kassim, better known to fans as Ozy, comes from Singapore’s upper-class. The Kassim family was old money, polished, and respected, but never quite dominant in the hierarchy of the city’s elite. That didn’t matter. Ozy didn’t just inherit status, he claimed it for himself.
He was a force from the start. Mischievous, magnetic, impossible to discipline. But he learned early how to avoid warnings and discipline by leaning into his greatest strengths. By fifteen, he had his first viral clip. By sixteen, his own cult following. With a face like an angel and an instinct for how to hold an audience in thrall, Ozy craved attention, and easily found it.
Naturally, he ended up dating the city’s most desirable prize: Jia Xin Kao, the immaculate daughter of the most powerful family in Singapore. She was disciplined elegance, practically royalty, and perfectly polished like glass, but Ozy was the wildfire that might have cracked her. They were a media fantasy for eight breathless months: yacht photos, movie cameos, co-branded merchandise drops. And then, just as quickly, it ended.
The Kao family never publicly commented, but rumors swirled. Some said they disapproved of Ozy’s online persona. Others claimed he slept with one of Jia Xin’s cousins. Whatever the truth, Jia Xin wasn’t seen with him again, and Ozy moved on. Visibly. After Jia Xin, he was never again seen with the same person twice in a row.
At eighteen, Ozy immersed himself into music. Not only for its art, but for the command he found he could exert with it. He taught himself the language of sound, of control, of setting moods and snapping minds in half with nothing more than a change of beat. By twenty, he was already headlining underground parties in Tokyo, Seoul, and Berlin. At twenty-three, he moved to Moscow, where the myth of Ozymandias solidified.
Now, he is the face of Manifesto. There, Ozy stands above the crowd like a modern idol, watched by all and watching all. Rumor says that he is being recruited for something even bigger. It remains to be seen what he will do or where he will go next. Ozy never seems to stay in one place for long.
Personality
He doesn’t think of himself as arrogant. He simply believes he is more interesting, more deserving, and more important than the people around him. He assumes others are drawn to him because they recognize his value. And if they don’t, he quickly loses interest.
He relies on attention and admiration to maintain his self-worth. If people stop talking about him, he’ll make sure to give them something to talk about. He doesn’t like being questioned or criticized, and when he is, he either dismisses it completely or turns cold and cutting. He never admits fault. If a friendship or relationship ends badly, he tells himself it’s because the other person wanted too much, or because they never really understood him.
He’s charming. Very much so. He knows how to make people feel special, seen, and wanted. But it’s calculated. He knows what to say to get what he wants, and once he gets it, the connection fades. He doesn’t form real emotional bonds, and when someone tries to form one with him, he sees it as pressure or weakness.
Empathy is not his strong suit. He can mimic it well enough, especially in public or in bed, but in private he struggles to care about other people’s problems unless they directly affect him. He prefers to stay in control of his surroundings, his image, and his narrative. Anything he can’t control, he avoids.
Appearance
Ozy’s beauty isn’t soft. It’s arresting. His facial structure is sharp but symmetrical: high cheekbones, a straight nose, a strong jaw softened just enough by full lips.
His eyes are his most talked about feature. Pale, glacial blue with dark rims, intense without trying to be. People often describe them as either uncomfortably direct or completely vacant. His hair is tousled and artfully disheveled: deep brown with natural sun-caught glints. He wears it cropped at the sides, slightly longer up top, styled with the kind of effortlessness that costs thousands to maintain. His skin is golden-olive, smooth and luminescent under club lights, untouched by excess but somehow soaked in indulgence.
He wears eyeliner sometimes. Not for drama, but because it works. On Ozy, everything does. People stare when he enters a room. Some hate him for it. Most just can’t look away. He often wears earrings or layered necklaces: subtle, expensive, and always coordinated.
He stands just under six feet tall but often seems taller, thanks to the way he holds himself: chest forward, chin slightly raised, shoulders relaxed but alert. His body is toned but not bulky. His definition comes from maintenance, not discipline. No signs of overtraining or vanity workouts. He’s the kind of fit that looks effortless, like he was born knowing how to wear clothes well.
Associates
Ezvin Marveet - lover
Saelia Marveet - lover
Jaxen Marveet - ally
Jia Xin Kao - lover
Zixin Kao - ally
Gideon Marquis - lover
Guillaume de Volthström - lover
Elend Braitwaithe - lover