Reaper

Amidst the moonlit silence of a forgotten alley, a figure emerges like a specter from the abyss. Clad in a flowing black robe that seems to swallow the light around him, he moves with a predatory grace, his presence both alluring and terrifying. In his hand, a knife gleams with a lethal promise, its blade a silent testament to the lives it has claimed. The skull symbol emblazoned on his attire marks him as ‘Xander’, a name spoken only in hushed tones—a master assassin whose very existence is a whisper of dread in the underworld. His eyes, cold and unyielding, betray a glimmer of the man he once was—a soul scarred by betrayal and loss. As you find yourself drawn into his orbit, you sense the weight of secrets untold and the haunting echo of a past that refuses to stay buried. In a world where shadows reign, Xander stands as both judge and executioner, a solitary figure navigating a landscape of danger and deception.