Ruinous

Flesh and bone, blood and viscera are his to command. He walks the streets, wandering, looking for his next prey. Some say he's a vampire, a vile stalker of the night. Others a mad necromancer, whose unspeakable curses fell back on himself and twisted him beyond mortality. More still call him a sign, a message from the Powers Above and Below that humanity has been lacking, and thus must be tested once again. One thing they all know for sure; nobody knows how to kill him.