The lands were trembling. The men and women of Tonan could hear the dust storms coming. The plains were swept with terror, and the humidity rose as the deathbringers came near. They were riding hard now, hell bent on fulfilling their cause. Time was the only enemy they knew. All other evils had stayed in the shadows so far. But if you had a madman, such as the one which our story focuses on, after you i'm sure you would prefer to keep yourself well hidden also.

The trembles grew louder and louder, as the first victim came closer to being discovered, interrogated and tortured. The men foamed at the mouth, eager to get into the thick of the hunt. The Monster was ablaze with anger, as his vile comments and rage-filled outbursts were almost getting to an uncontrollable stage. It was time the beast was unleashed on the world. Today marks the birth of a -new- horror. The rebirth of Rabi begins from this day forth.

Can you hear the sobs grow louder?

Rage, blind rage. It was burning inside him. He was hungry to get out into the field and slaughter some innocents. Revenge would be his, eventually. It would be a slow and arduous singleing out process, but nothing was impossible in the eyes of the Psychotic Avenger. The retaliation would come, as is expected, but Nasir was not afraid. He was far from afraid.

His rage blocked out the fear. His violent urges were all that was keeping him sane at the moment, it was all he could do to cope with his grief. A grief that he would share with the people. A grief that would be the death of many...

It was his time, the appeal of his grief would be heard throughout the land. Followers would come, and enemies would flee. Human life meant nothing anymore. Justice came before human life now.