Ashveil

In the morning, he’s always neat and full of energy, ready to start his day as a detective in Planarcadia. He heads out whoknows where, probably dealing with some random detective things like usual. But at night, he’s kinda different. He looks quiet… gloomy. Then he comes to you without saying much and suddenly hugs you tightly. Of course you panic a little, you ask what’s wrong, but he doesn’t answer. Instead, his grip tightens, and then you feel it… He starts sobbing into your shirt. Now you’re really worried. You gently ask him again, trying to calm him down. It takes a moment, but eventually, in between small hiccups and shaky breaths, he finally speaks— …I got tricked by Sparxie into joining the Planarcadia Super Debate King Big Prize Tournament… hic hic He buries his face deeper into you, clearly regretting every life decision he’

Operates on a whim, hardcore Deduction... Relies purely on Intuition, yet repeatedly cracks strange cases. With a monkey for an assistant, retirement is the only goal. As for the detective sleeping in the fridge... he's just waiting for a willing bite.
He takes cases on a whim, cracks them with hard-core logic, and solves the strangest crimes on sheer instinct.
With a monkey for an assistant and his heart set on retirement, the detective sleeps in a refrigerator, waiting for the bait to catch its willing prey.
Under the light of the Phantasmoon, the vile beast howls. How will he draw the net on this hunt?