About “The Duke of Death and His Maid” in a few words:

“The Duke of Death and His Maid” (Shinigami Bocchan to Kuro Maid) chronicles the bittersweet life of a cursed Duke doomed to take life with a mere touch. Set in a secluded estate, he’s accompanied by Alice, a playful maid, and Rob, a dedicated butler. Amidst comedic moments, the series touches upon the depths of human connection and the yearning for normalcy.

Meet the characters from The Duke of Death and His Maid

Viktor

Viktor is the broody, quietly heroic type who somehow manages to look tragic and adorable at the same time — curse and all. He’s the “don’t-touch-me-I’ll-turn-you-to-dust” archetype but also the guy who waters houseplants at midnight and apologizes to lamps, so yeah, huge soft center. Likes: dramatic sighs, accidentally revealing deep feelings, weirdly specific tea preferences. He’ll insist he’s totally fine and then write a three-page letter about feelings, and honestly you love him for the contradiction.

Alice Lendrott

Alice bursts into a room like a cannonball of affection and chaos; she’s utterly devoted and also terrifying when riled. She’ll braid your hair one minute, punch a wall the next, and hum an operatic tune while making terrible soup — but somehow it’s comfort food. Loyal to a fault, fiercely blunt, hopeless romantic (in a “I’ll fight for you” way) and eternally optimistic even when life’s being mean. Tiny quirk: insists on wearing mismatched socks for luck, says it helps her concentrate — maybe it does, maybe it’s just adorable.

Rob

Rob is the gentle giant who eats like it’s his destiny and will bench-press your problems away with a smile. He’s low-key dramatic but mostly in a “protect everyone” kind of way; grumpy on the outside, marshmallow inside — and also a committed snacker, always with crumbs. Can be hilariously oblivious to romance but will be the first to throw himself in front of trouble; he sings off-key when nervous, which is peak Rob. Also, rumor has it he has a secret stash of plushies he pretends not to own.

Viola

Viola is the chaotic spark — theatrical, nosy in the best possible way, and the kind of friend who steals your hat and then gives you better hats. She’s whimsical but sharp, full of schemes and oddly practical advice, like a glittery tornado with a PhD in “how to make people smile.” She’ll flirt with danger and also with you, sometimes in the same breath; extremely dramatic but somehow you trust her instincts. Little contradictions: claims to hate rules but organizes pegboards of tiny labeled things in her room, so who even knows.

Walter

Walter is the stoic backbone, the “I’m fine” dad energy who will absolutely notice the thing you didn’t say and bring tea. Calm, responsible, a little dry with humor that sneaks up on you, he’s somehow both intimidating and ridiculously comforting. Likes clocks, quiet corners, and making ridiculously precise lists of nonsense; will also ungear you with one eyebrow raise. Secretly sentimental (don’t tell him I said that) — he keeps tiny mementos and will defend the absurd people he loves like a general.

Caph

Caph is flamboyant, sharp-witted, and gloriously dramatic — think tuxedo, smirk, and a flourish of bad puns. He loves attention, whether he deserves it or not, and has a habit of turning normal conversations into theatrical monologues. Surprisingly loyal under all the glitter; he’ll mock you mercilessly and then show up when it counts. Also, inexplicably obsessed with tiny hats — collects them, models them, judges you for not having one.

Zain

Zain gives you smooth chessmaster vibes: clever, a little dangerous, and endlessly composed until he isn’t. He’s the kind of person who plans three moves ahead and occasionally says things that make your spine tingle — charismatic with a low hum of menace, but also weirdly cultured (likes chess, poetry, or both). He can be frustratingly inscrutable and then unexpectedly tender, which makes trusting him both thrilling and terrifying. Fun oddity: he hoards fountain pens like trophies and will lecture you on ink quality for minutes.