Bell Ringer Hooded Skeleton Amoled

The clock just struck thirteen, and he's making sure everyone heard it.

The midnight air vibrates with a heavy, brassy resonance that carries through the obsidian silence. This hooded custodian of the shadows doesn't need lungs to announce the shift in the world—his bell does the talking for him. He stands ready to ring in every notification and alarm, a dapper reminder that some hours belong to the restless. He isn't interested in the day; he’s the self-appointed herald of everything that happens after the sun goes down.

One ring for the secrets hidden in the mist,
Two for the ghosts that have yet to be kissed.
Three for the silence that follows the sound,
Four for the mysteries waiting to be found.

Anonymous Source: The stark white of the skeleton against the true-black backdrop prevents "pixel smear" during rapid scrolling, keeping the character perfectly sharp even on 120Hz displays.

If you find his tolling too loud, you might prefer the silent observation of the Midnight Raven Flight.