My whole life is an endless series of blows. I have no family, no future—just lots of blood on my hands, and many lives taken. The funniest part is, I don’t complain… damn, I’m even pleased! I was raised like a beast, and crimson became my favorite color. Yes, after a bad person dies, the road leads to oblivion, but in the last moment of my life, even such a monster as me can do something good. Even if that means even more blood on my way… Beyond the edge of the familiar world.