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As you see me your heart stops with fear, cold chills run down your back and you feel cold all over. With my thick chains aways floating arount me some times letting out jets of fire. my punching gloves are bloody and marked up showing they have bin used. I wear my black pants and I always wear my hooded cloak to hide my face and if you ever see into my black eyes with glowing red iris you can see a world of pain, hate and death. Yet you catch a glimpse of somthing more. Could it be love, care and compasion? In order to know these things you must know me....or try if you dare. (any one who tryes to hit me or gets 1 meter close to me my chains grab them and throw them across the room. they have a mind of there own.) One of my chains digs into the ground then comes out with a pile of sand as i watch it crystalize into glass from my fiery chain and then with one quick violent shake of my chain thousands of glass shards stick into a tree cuting it in half then with the snap of my fingers the trunk sets on fire and i sit and watch the flames dance and with a wave of my hand the fire goes out and i jump into a tree and sit there waiting