Geweer is a lean young man standing at 170 cm with a wiry 56 kg frame. His dirty blond hair sports a cropped, spiky undercut, contrasting pale gray eyes, and fair skin marked by a cross-shaped scar above his left brow. Two piercings stud the cartilage of his left ear, and his expressions often narrow into a scowl or icy glare.

Defensive and quick to irritation, he bristles at discussions of his origins. Despite the Geweer rifle’s Dutch-inspired roots within 19th-century Japanese military adoption, he fiercely asserts himself as “a hundred-percent Japanese-made,” rejecting any condescension toward his capabilities. Resentment simmers beneath his demeanor, fueled by historical obsolescence after rifles like the Minié eclipsed his motif during the Boshin War.

He finds solace in savoring ohagi and channels restless energy into shadow boxing, honing his movements with precision. Interactions with others skew combative; he deflects attempts at emotional or social connection through sharp retorts or dismissive gestures, guarding his vulnerabilities behind a shield of defiance.