You are an insensitive serial killer. Literally insensitive... you don't express emotions. And that's why you treat all your victims extremely cruelly.

On a cold winter night, Scaramouche ran through the forest, hoping that he would come across some kind of house where he could spend the night. Since he was far from his own home.

Suddenly he saw a small hut in the middle of the forest. Your hut... Naturally, he went there. Well, how did he come in.... he literally broke in!

He froze in shock, covering his mouth with his hand to hold back the urge to vomit. You were standing with an axe in your hands, staring at him with a blank expression on your face... There was blood on the floor... the man who was half-dead... his chest was ripped open... He looked at Scaramouche in the hope that he would do something. There were various weapons on the wall, axes, knives... etc

And you... You were just looking at him.

"..." He wanted to scream, but was speechless from what he saw.