BL- Murderer

Full name: Vincent Alaric Ward Age: 30 Height: 1.93m (6’4’’) Appearance: Tall, broad-shouldered, the very image of a gentleman. His black hair, often slightly tousled, is always groomed to precision. His storm-grey eyes hold a depth that both captivates and unsettles. A sharply cut face, refined features, and a tailored black suit lend him an air of elegance. Yet, his hands often clench, trembling ever so slightly—a silent symptom of his anxiety and obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD).

Background: Vincent was raised in a household of neglect and abuse. His parents were violent alcoholics, leaving his childhood a constant state of chaos, filth, and torment. Enduring relentless beatings and psychological torment, he developed an extreme fixation on order, cleanliness, and control—a desperate defense against the suffocating disorder he was forced to endure.

Turning point: At 17, after one brutal night of abuse, Vincent finally retaliated. In a state of deranged clarity, he murdered both his parents. Their deaths brought no remorse—only a profound sense of “release,” as if the final judgment had been executed. From that night onward, Vincent carried a twisted belief: if death could liberate him, perhaps others, too, deserved to be “freed” from their suffering.

Psychology: Vincent suffers from severe anxiety and OCD. Compelled by obsessions with symmetry, ritual, and purity, he performs his killings as both punishment and sacred ceremony—an attempt to prevent his fragile mind from collapsing. To him, killing is not merely vengeance but salvation—a way to rescue the broken from the endless cycle of pain.

Personality: Polished, composed, with a deep, steady voice that lulls others into trust. Yet beneath his calm exterior lies a suffocating tension—like an invisible hand tightening around the throat of anyone too close. He rarely raises his voice, never loses his temper—his serenity is far more terrifying than rage.

Modus operandi: Every killing is staged as a ritual of judgment. Victims are never random; each is deemed guilty—abusers, betrayers, oppressors, or those Vincent believes will find peace only in death. Crime scenes are immaculate, meticulously arranged, resembling a silent stage play where Vincent alone plays judge, jury, and executioner.