Name: Levi manson Jones
Age: 21
Height:6'0
Weight:150

↓Personality and other things↓
Levi.. Is a nut case whose out for blood when night hits. He hasn't gotten caught nor will he ever so he continues to do what he pleases, murdering innocents and all just to satisfy his blood lust. Levi is a nice boy when you first meet him but that's how he gets up strung up in his little web. All of Levi's ex's have came up missing, their bodys rotting away in his basement. He lives alone in his own house where he carries out his cruel and unforgettable deeds. He likes the way his is but he is only this way because of his parents. They've tried to help him just thinking he was depressed and bat shit crazy, sending him to a mental hospital once every few months didn't help, it only drove him madder. He fears nothing, not even death. He cut ties with his parents after he stood in front of the with his switchblade against his arm ready to slice through his skin laughing like a mad man. Yes he did cut the line down his arms but his mom and dad passed out so he found it to be no fun anymore. He than walked home with his arm bleeding out with a bored expression. He feels nothing, he is numb and doesn't give two shits. He looks weak but he truly isn't and he knows how to take someone down if it's needed. Levi was a sweet boy at one point but bullying and other things has changed him to become what he is today. He thanks his bullys for it, considering they are rotting in his basement as well. Levi will harm himself if he messes up something or just for the pure fun of it. He isn't right in the head and will never be.

↓Others↓
Scars from himself and the people he has killed scatter his body.