make way for the raven king

riko moriyama is so everything to me. he's queer. he's gay. he's a femme fatale. he's insufferable. he's the best person you'll ever meet. he's a fallen angel. he's the world's worst savior. he's a genius. he's impulsive. he's his mother's oldest daughter. he's his father's only son. he loves the world more than life itself. he's horrifically selfish. he's got the brightest smile you've never seen. he puts himself together just to fall apart again, like clockwork, like Sisyphus, because he doesn't know how else to live. he doesn't look directly into mirrors. he fears nothing. he dreams of his own death but wakes up in the morning and remembers none of it. he has a hole in his chest and late at night wonders why he was born without anything to fill it. he eats three meals a day but has never felt full. he wears a mask of his own face. he is everything. he is nothing. he has been dead since the beginning. he doesn't exist. riko moriyama? who is riko moriyama? i don't who you're talking about