Akira Bessho
"I love this town..." Sinan giggled quietly to himself within an alleyway, his arm glinting from what little light penetrated the dark alley. He hacked and slashed, his expression one of ecstasy as the poor woman who'd been in the wrong place at the wrong time. His breath came in quick gasps, and his cheeks were visibly flushed with what appeared to be arousal. Suddenly, he stopped, his sword-arm morphing back into the regular appendage as he let out a sigh of disappointment. Slowly, he stood up and fiercely kicked the bloody mess of a corpse that lay at his feet. "C'mon! Don't die yet! Stupid BITCH! WORTHLESS, WEAK SACK OF GARBAGE! C'mon... Hey... get up... Let me hurt you more... Let me cut you some more... Tch." Sinan shoved his hands in his pockets and walked away from the pool of blood, gore, and dismemberment as he began prowling around the city. "...What a tease... Bitch didn't even make me cum..." Sinan headed onto one of the main pathways, his keen eyes scanning for a new victim.