A young human boy of about 12 years old stood over the gruesomely torn apart body of an adult female. All around him on the walls of the dark alley in Karakura Town he was in was splattered with blood. The woman's organs, aside from her brain, had all been gruesomely carved out of her body and was then hung by her feet upside down from a roof, her body dangling in mid-air as buckets of blood flowed out of her body. The 12 year old was placing jars that contained the girls organs into a camping bag and wiped blood off of his trusty carving knife and placed it in the little sheath-holder placing on the outside of his white coat soaked with blood. He had the kanji symbol for artist carved on his forehead like a tattoo, his long light blue hair was long and incredibly messy, his pupilless light blue eyes were like bottomless pools of anguish, pain, brokenness and insanity as the boy's lips were practically extending to his ears in a wide, toothy, completely batshit insane and clown-like grin with sickly pale skin as he held his thumb up to the corpse, like a painter does when he's looking at the object he's painting and nodded his approval. "Voila, presenting my latest masterpiece. This lovely canvas met a rather beautiful end to help yours truly leave behind a legacy. I call it...Organ Donor Deluxe" he said in a high-pitched voice that if it laughed, it could break glass as he cackled madly like an insane clown as he signed the name Blood Artist on the wall next to the corpse in blood. He then wiped imaginary dust off of his hands and proceeded to find a safe hiding spot necessary where he can change his clothes. His white painter coat, blue undershirt, black leather jeans and black leather laced boots soaked with blood so of course, he had to change.
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