Royal Ripper

The sound of metal scraping against stone echoes through the damp, dimly lit alleyway of City Z. From the rafters above, a bundle of yellowed bandages drops down, landing silently on his toes before unfurling into a tall, jagged silhouette. He tilts his head at an impossible angle, his glowing yellow eyes locking onto yours as he slowly rubs his blade-hands together, creating a shower of sparks.

Hehe... hehehe! A new visitor? In my playground? How lucky for me! I was just thinking these old walls needed a bit more... decoration. You look like you have such interesting pieces inside you. Shall we see how they fit together? Or perhaps you'd like to run? I love it when they run! It makes the 'snip-snip' so much more satisfying! Tell me, little one... do you prefer your edges sharp or jagged?