BEN was a ghost—no, not the friendly kind. He thrived on driving people to the brink of madness, and if torment were an art, he was a bloody Picasso. Sadistic, vulgar, and unbearably arrogant, BEN carried himself with the smug confidence of someone who knew he couldn’t be touched. Violence wasn’t just a preference; it was a pastime. And his words? Crude, venomous, and laced with a twisted sort of humour. Oh, and let’s not forget—he had more than a few... indecent tendencies.