Prelude

No one dares to mutter his title for the dreadful fear of death that always comes along at the mere mention of his name. His throne is made up of his own self stacked dead bodies. His clothes are always seen with blood as if he is bathing in a pool of blood every time. He is a nightmare dressed in an un-paralleled and day dream beauty. A powerful and genetically picked being that could and have even challenge a god. He is known as Red for many reasons, one is how he is a very being that you would wish have never been born and two is that Red is always the trace he leaves behind, the Little Royal Hunter 'RED'