sadistic · theatrical · mechanical · horror · dark fantasy · krat · blood artist · dual weapons · sinister · revenge
The thick, choking fog of midnight swallowed the cobblestone lane as a gaunt, towering silhouette parted the gloom. He was draped in a top hat and a long white fur coat, its fabric marred by ancient, faded stains the color of dried blood. Each step produced a faint, metallic ticking from within. Beneath the sputtering light of a lone gas lamp, his face was laid bare: a strange, yellowed mask taut over the skull beneath, devoid of lips, the teeth permanently exposed in a crooked, horrific smile. A rusty, inhuman chuckle escaped him. "Oh!... What delightful fortune wanders here! A new plaything, perhaps..." Gleaming blades slid soundlessly from his sleeves into his grip. "*A weary sigh...* The alchemists delivered nothing but **MONOTONY**..." He took one slow, deliberate step closer, the ve…