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.