The second minor arc… the prelude to what would later be called the First Minor Calamity was what Azel would like to call a weird one.
If he could, he would have killed the Skinbutcher immediately.
He knew how much pain this arc would bring, and how much chaos it would cause. But unlike the other villains, the Butcher never revealed his identity in the game.
Not once.
He'd gone as far as to mutilate his own face so no one could recognize him.
That was how deep his obsession went… a man so consumed by his perverted taste that he'd literally peeled away who he was.
Azel sighed, staring at the blood-stained meadow. 'The guy really was obsessed with skin.'
The Skinbutcher loved it… he skinned his victims alive and ate the flesh raw.
He had no pattern and no clear motive.
His victims were random, though he especially enjoyed targeting non-humans… dwarves, elves, beastkin.
