My name is Guts.

I am known as the Black Swordsman.

In daylight I hunt for revenge.

In nighttime I am hunted by despair.

Where ever I go, blood spills of guilty and innocent alike.

And because of that, I walk alone.

At least that is what I wanted it to be.

I am being followed.

They consist of losers, kids, and elves.

God damn it they are ruining the mood.

And I can't go doggy-style on my retarded girlfriend.

I don't want my best friend seeing me with these people.

He would laugh at me.

Then I will blow his head off.