:..Prologue.:.

With his body count in the hundreds, and police frantically searching everywhere possible, everyone is terrified of one man.

One man with a black ski mask, and hands and forearms dipped in slick, black, oily paint.

One man that makes the tough cower, and the weak fall to their knees.

They search for one no-name mass murderer, more dangerous than any bloodthirsty, crazed lunatic.

But what they don't know- is that he's a perfectly fine guy who just likes to have a little fun.

[Joshler Fanfiction]