Death by any other name

He has no name, no home, no place of business, no life at all but the ones he takes. A man without fear, without purpose, without mercy. He drifts through life like everyone else, unnoticed and unmissed, but one thing sets him apart...he's a lunatic with a penchant for violence and murder. Why? Because he can't seem to see why not.

If you enjoy a good bloodletting every now and again, or the occassional senseless murder committed in the seediest parts of an already pretty damn seedy town, then look no further. This wanderer roams far and wide looking for new victims, watching them die by his hands unable to understand why the man in the white horse hasnt come to save them yet, or why the great all knowing benevelonce from above just sits idly by through all his exploits and still refuses to step in. A question of morality and the why nots to being a bad guy. Enjoy.