The Bloodseeker was once normal like you or me... As you can see; not anymore.
Death chose him, but he did not choose death, he became a demon. He has faced pain beyond anyone in the universe. He harnesses blood, uses it as an invincible weapon. He uses his deadly power for more blood, more power, more strength. If you pass by him, well, let's just say you'll see crimson, and only crimson; even if you're dead.
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The Bloodseeker let's his open ribcage show, his skin is hard as rock, and may even look like it, his body is always covered in blood, his left eye is glowing red, some say under his hair, a green eyeball lies, whoever looks into it get's exploded into a geyser of crimson. His metal arms easily pulverizes anything in their path. The dark blood on the left side of his face is like a scar. A substance that can't leave, but is not an injury; more like a power surge, giving merciless strength to the Bloodseeker. The Bloodseeker will never stop when he is about to kill, Never. No mercy, no love, just pure death, destruction, and misery. One thing he'll always do: smile after the blood of his next victim splashes out and death consumes their body.