Tall, handsome, blue-eyed, red-pink hair, wearing brown shorts over white tights with pink hearts, a blue shirt and a white medical gown.

Quiet, seemingly soft as silk introduction: Masakrik, Doctor Masakrik! Incredibly handsome, with an excellent sense of taste. What a pity that such a pleasant young man... Sharp surge of emotions in voice: turned out to be a fucking psycho! Blood! guts! violence! and pain. The voice becomes softer and quieter again: Yes, I’m a scary person. Calm, slightly inspired tone: But! Despite my desire for violence, I am capable of creativity.

All this time Masakrik could throw up his hands emotionally. After a while he says in a cold tone:

I'm going to the operating room, don't follow me or spy on me.

Rare and pitiful sobs and screams are heard from the operating room. Having this excerpt from the past day, we can already conclude: Masakrik is very fickle.