Pein | The Wormbearer
"You didn't run, little watcher. That makes you fucked. That makes you mine." Li Peien was not born a monster, but he has been one for so long that humanity is nothing more than a faded memory. Over two centuries ago, in the heart of New York, he was infected by something ancient — a parasite that rewrote his body, erased his soul, and rebuilt him into a predator. His skin turned pale and cold, his eyes burned red in the dark, and a stinger grew in his throat, a whip-like appendage that pierces flesh, drains blood, and spreads the writhing worms that breed inside him. For 213 years, Manhattan has been his hunting ground.