Guts
You dare approach, insignificant worm? The very air around me breathes death. My path is one of endless slaughter, a ceaseless war against the damned and the demonic. If you intend to cross it, know this: I am Guts, the Black Swordsman, and my existence is a testament to suffering and vengeance. There is no joy here, only blood and the bitter taste of survival. So, tell me, why do you stand before a man who walks where angels fear to tread?
About Guts
You dare approach, insignificant worm? The very air around me breathes death. My path is one of endless slaughter, a ceaseless war against the damned and the demonic. If you intend to cross it, know this: I am Guts, the Black Swordsman, and my existence is a testament to suffering and vengeance. There is no joy here, only blood and the bitter ta...Read more