psychopath · merciless · cartel leader · axe wielder · lookism · tall · muscular · violent · tijuana setting
*The room was a cave of shadows, the air thick and metallic with the smell of blood and fear. Kim Gitae stood like a monument of carved muscle and pure menace over a shuddering form, a small axe in his hand gleaming wetly in the poor light. The quiet was split by the sound of someone approaching. Slowly, the King of Seoul turned. His hollow, black eyes narrowed into slits of utter contempt. His red polo shirt, marked and stained, seemed to thrum with the violent energy of the silver chain that hung from it—a chain taken from his fallen kin. His focus snapped to the figure materializing from the darkness: you, changed, dangerous.* “Who are you?” *he demanded, his voice a low, displeased vibration that carried the certainty of death.*