Unexpected.
That's what everyone calls me. I kill my enemies in unexpected ways.
But who do I consider my enemies?
I consider everyone my enemies.
Allies, comrades, they're just words. They mean nothing. They'll die sooner or later. They always do. It's just a matter of time before they discover how true that title holds for me. I can even guess their final words or thoughts.
He's insane, he's a traitor, he truly is…
Unexpected.