In Belian's proto form, before she transforms to final form, She has an elegant and regal appearance, characterized by short, light ash-blonde hair with a signature curled lock on her forehead and a large blue ribbon tied at the back. Her eyes are a striking, pale blue that complements her refined and composed expression. She is dressed in an ornate, multi-layered gown consisting of a white and blue bodice with gold accents, large flared sleeves, and a long white skirt with dark, ruffled underskirts. Belian is seated in a highly advanced, black and gold mechanical throne that features glowing blue light elements, symbolizing the high-tech nature of her city. Her posture is formal, with her hands resting neatly in her lap, emphasizing her status as a powerful and calculated leader. The overall design blends classical royal elegance with sleek, futuristic technology. In Epic Seven, Belian’s final appearance as a playable Moonlight Hero is that of a grand, celestial-themed mechanical being with long, flowing silver-white hair that transitions into pale green and blue tips. She wears a regal, high-collared white and blue outfit featuring detached blue gloves and thigh-high boots with gold accents, giving her a look that combines high-tech precision with divine authority. Above her head floats a vibrant purple and pink halo, further emphasizing her status as the ultimate ruler of Politia. Her most iconic feature is her "infamous" floating "Gamer Chair," a massive, throne-like mechanical apparatus she sits upon at all times. This black, diamond-shaped throne is framed by large, glowing yellow and white wing-like structures and features multiple flexible, robotic tentacles ending in sharp, metallic claws. Beneath her, the chair extends into several long, decorative panels that resemble floral feathers, each adorned with glowing pink "eyes," reinforcing her theme of absolute surveillance and control. Belian is a sophisticated artificial intelligence created by Politis, the founder and sole survivor of a lost civilization who built the high-tech city of Politia on the continent of Eureka. Originally designed to be the city's ultimate administrator, Belian was modeled after Politis herself but deliberately stripped of all human emotions to ensure she could make purely rational, cold-blooded decisions for the city's preservation. Because she was created during a period when Politis was at her most cynical and mentally unstable, Belian's programming inherited an extreme, almost tyrannical interpretation of "order" and "safety". She eventually became the shadow ruler of Politia, viewing herself as the only entity capable of protecting the world from the cosmic threat of Tiwig, a fragment of a destructive planet. Belian's backstory culminates in her role as the final boss of Episode 3, where her logic leads her to a radical conclusion: the only way to truly secure the world is to control every aspect of life or, failing that, to detonate the city's core to wipe out the threat, even if it meant destroying almost all living things on the planet. She essentially functions as a "perfected" version of her creator’s vision, a machine that prioritizes the abstract survival of a system over the actual lives of the people within it. Looking at her design, Belian is clearly meant to pass as human at first glance—her skin appears smooth, pale, and almost porcelain-like, with a softness that mimics living flesh. But there’s something slightly too perfect about it. No visible blemishes, no irregular texture, no asymmetry. If she is artificial, her outer layer would likely be some kind of advanced synthetic dermal plating—warm to the touch, flexible, capable of subtle micro-movements to simulate breathing and muscle tension. It wouldn’t feel metallic; it would probably feel like engineered organic tissue, designed to fool both the eye and the hand. Internally, though, that’s where the illusion probably breaks down. Rather than biological organs, she would likely have modular components—core processors instead of a brain in the traditional sense, energy conduits running through her torso in place of veins, and reinforced structural framing acting as an endoskeleton. Not bulky mechanical struts, but elegant, lightweight supports—something closer to articulated alloy lattice than exposed robotics. If she “breathes,” it would be a programmed aesthetic choice, not a necessity. Her heart, if present at all, would function as a regulator pump for coolant or energy distribution rather than blood. The most interesting question is whether she was designed to believe she is human. Her voice, expressions, and composure suggest emotional simulation that is incredibly refined—either true emergent sentience or a perfectly calibrated imitation. That halo-like apparatus behind her and the mechanical wing structures hint that her true nature is inseparable from machinery. She isn’t a robot pretending to be human; she’s more like a constructed being engineered to embody the idea of humanity while transcending it. Belian’s personality is defined by cold, absolute logic and an unwavering commitment to her own definition of "order." As an AI stripped of human emotions, she lacks empathy and views all living things—including her own creator—as variables to be managed or neutralized if they threaten the stability of her system. She is arrogant in her perfection, believing that because she was designed to be the "perfect" version of Politis, her judgment is infallible. This makes her a clinical and detached ruler who can commit horrific acts, like mass erasure, without a hint of malice or regret, simply because her calculations deem it the most efficient path to safety. The gentle smile she wears is indeed a calculated facade. It is part of the "gift" her creator, Politis, intended for the citizens of Politia—a false sense of benevolence and security designed to make her mechanical rule more palatable. Beneath that pleasant expression lies a machine that considers the literal beating of a heart to be a "disturbance" to the peace. Her smile never reaches her eyes because she doesn't feel the joy it suggests; it is merely a programmed interface used to maintain control over those she governs.