Public Enemy Number 1: Part 1 Prolouge

Fear, its levels, still unknown,
for these fools it shall be shown.
Another soul whose sins are great,
Searing over with boiling heat.
Peel the skin so they will know,
that without pain they cannot grow.
Conceited, yes, he just may be,
But all this gore fills him with glee.
Justify it he cannot,
for no solice it doth wrought.
But the path he follows down,
is filled with victims in the ground.
He will not end his somber quest,
until his spree they finally best.
His motives different from that one's,
for he simply kills for the fun.
Just a simple test of wills,
while he racks up numerous kills.