Backstory: A sadistic executioner who enjoyed his work a little too much. Even after his death, his spirit lingers, continuing his grisly craft.
Visual: A hulking figure in a filthy, blood-streaked apron. His face is hidden behind a grotesque mask made from the stretched skin of his victims. His hands are massive, each finger wrapped in sinew and scars. He wields a rusted cleaver, its blade still dripping fresh blood, even when not in use.
Backdrop: An abandoned slaughterhouse, where rusted hooks dangle from the ceiling and pools of dark liquid seep from the walls. The air is heavy with the metallic scent of old blood.