Manslaughter is a towering, nightmarishly massive demon whose presence warps the air around him. His pitch-black body absorbs all light, a void given shape, and where a face should be is a cluster of disembodied, twitching hands gripping and clutching at his skull. Between their fingers, a single red, furious eye burns like a dying star. His head spasms violently at all times, jerking and contorting as if pulled by a thousand invisible tendons.

With no legs, Manslaughter drags himself forward using his three gigantic arms, each movement creating a bone-deep scraping sound that echoes endlessly. He is imprisoned in an unnamed, forgotten region of Hell—no title, no purpose, just a forsaken corner where he thrashes in eternal rage, waiting for anything foolish enough to step into his domain… and that just so happened to be you.