When the mask is removed, you see a face. One weary with age, and Shattered, as if the life he has lived tore the light away from him. His features are dark, but wise. You feel as if he is familiar, and the look in his eyes speak the same. Though he was not with you, the feeling of his presence was the same as during your darkest hours. Simply put, this man you see has been with you a long time, but never in your sight.