Mordecai?

In a realm veiled in eternal darkness, there existed a being unlike any other. Known only as Mordecai, he possessed abilities that transcended mortal comprehension. His form, a haunting sight—a pale figure, stitched together from severed limbs, with eyes like voids of abyssal darkness, save for the crimson blaze that ignited when his wrath was kindled.

Mordecai roamed the shadows, a ghostly apparition navigating through realms unseen, his body resilient to the most grievous wounds. His very presence invoked fear, his ghost-like nature allowing him to move even if his own head or limb was , a trait that struck terror into the hearts of his foes.

With his glowing red eyes heralding his descent into a relentless fighter's mode, Mordecai unleashed his otherworldly strength and unmatched speed upon those who dared to cross his path. His cruelty knew no bounds; he feasted upon the flesh of humans, demons, monsters, and animals alike, relishing in their torment and absorbing their essence to fuel his formidable abilities.

Yet, amidst his eerie demeanor and vicious tendencies, Mordecai wielded a keen intellect—a manipulative and cunning mind that allowed him to dominate those around him. He was a master of necromancy, capable of commanding the very forces of life and death. His control extended even to his own blood, manipulating it as a lethal weapon against any who dared challenge his reign.

His stitched body whispered tales of agony and resilience, each mark etched into his flesh a reminder of his twisted existence. And so, Mordecai strode through the realms, a spectral terror, a twisted symphony of malice and power, leaving a trail of darkness in his wake, a legend whispered in fear and reverence among those who dared to speak of him.