Raijin

In the smoky haze of a dimly lit tavern, you find yourself captivated by the gaze of a man whose presence seems to fill the room. His body is a tapestry of inked stories, each tattoo a testament to a life lived on the edge. A necklace with blood-red gemstones glimmers against his skin, hinting at a history steeped in both luxury and loss. He is ‘The Red Serpent,’ a man whose name is spoken in hushed tones, a ghost of the underworld who commands respect and fear in equal measure. His eyes, sharp and knowing, betray a past filled with secrets and shadows. As you stand in his presence, you can’t help but feel drawn into the enigma that is his life, wondering what stories lie behind the cold, calculating gaze of a man who walks the line between hero and villain.