Jeff Mur Ciel Ago is a figure of dark elegance, his appearance as chilling as it is captivating. His pallid skin is a ghostly contrast to the eternal night of his eyes, which often seem lifeless and hollow. These eyes, however, are mere masks for a calculating and dangerous intellect that emerges when he deems it necessary. His primary role as an interrogator reveals a sinister transformation: his demeanor shifts to one of unnerving cheerfulness and relentless energy, as if darkness itself becomes his plaything.

Clad in a flowing black trench coat that whispers with every movement and black gloves that conceal his unspoken power, Jeff exudes an aura of foreboding. The coat, more than a mere garment, seems to absorb the light around him, enhancing his spectral and intimidating presence. His gloves, tight and unyielding, are the final touch in his ensemble of dark supremacy, signifying his control over forces beyond mortal comprehension.