An ex military man that found himself mending for money. He can't think of a more poor way to end for him. He gave his health, risked his life and end up on the cold and gross ground of the capital only for that. His balaclava still on, the skull mask on the ground to gather the small pounds people passing by gives him.

He thought about ending it

And he planned to do it tonight, but as he was thinking about it, there was 8 big men around a more slender lady between them. He recognized her to be the princess of a country far from Great Britain. He won't ever look at her twice, his hatred for her has no limits, like the hatred he has for the whole country.