Unafraid, Damion stared fearlessly into the hollow eyes of his horror-inspired mask.“You know, you should get that weird mask off your god-damned face because I already know who you are. Yes, I know you're Joe Rawlings Tusk, my top business rival and the bloody bastard who brutally murdered my parents years ago!”, he yelled, golden eyes burning with intense rage.

The man paused, withdrawing the axe from his neck.

“Oh, you do?”, he quizzed.

“Well, I guess there's no need for this anymore.”, he hissed, removing the mask which revealed his pale face that was propped with glowing red eyes, like embers of hell.

“Do you want to know why...