Donar Kvist

[John Smith]

File #135: Classified material.

A report of Donar Kvist. Requested by the president of Ploneworth Mental Hospital, John V. Tisk

Basic information.
Surname: Kvist.
Given Name: Donar.
Age: 18 Years old. (Still a junior!)
Date: 17 November 1988.
School class: Junior.
Height: 183 cm.
Weight: 91 kg.
Eye colour: Bluish grey.
Hair: Black.
Nationality: Danish.
Religion: Atheism.
Occupation:
Officially; None.
Unofficially: Drug baron, Arms dealer, and what else that makes money…
Vehicle:
Motorbike: A 2005 YZF-R1.
Car: Rolls Royce.
Financial net worth: Over seven-eight million DKR easily. Exact number unknown.
Residence: The Kvist Estate, located outside the city in a private owned forest.

Appearance

Build:
His upper body is very tough, trained and strengthened to extend where it is extreme. His arms are very strong, but because of his own body, then this isn’t something you can see very well, despite him being very strong, then it isn’t very visible unless he flexes. This doesn’t count for his chest and stomach, it is easily seen that he has been training hard on those parts of his body. His legs are also trained well, more for endurance then power, his way of trying to topple his natural disadvantage. Overall, his body is tanned nicely to a light colour. His stomach looks a bit ravaged after he had an encounter with Pan, her hook pierced through his stomach region and his stomach has several scars.


Facial:
Donar Kvist’s face is in overall a rather handsome one, not like one, that girls would drop dead at (depends what they drop dead of though) it is still enough for girls to like him on the looks only. His nose is a little thin, not too long. His face is at an average size and his cheekbone is apparent, ears not flying out, but instead close to his body. Strong jawbone and small lips that are usually going straight to either side not curved in either a smile or a frown. His hair is slick and back like in a ponytail, however, there is no ponytail, the hair goes straight down in the back, stiff. His eyes are his main way of exposing things, the rest of his face is under strict control most of the time, and however, his eyes show the insanity underneath his calm look. As with his body, then his face is also tanned nicely. Next to his left eye, there is an inch long scar, not very wide, but still visible.

Clothing:

Donar attire, walking: He wears a white trench coat; underneath this, he has a shirt that leaves his arms exposed if he isn’t wearing his coat. He wears some white gloves for his hands, has a simple silver-colour watch on his right wrist. It is some very descend clothing. It’s quite expensive, but he doesn’t mind getting it dirty by going in the forest or fighting, if he ever gets to do that when he’s unmasked. His clothing is overall a light colour.

Donar attire, wheelchair: He has a grey, worn, old, and ragged jacket that he like, so he keep wearing it despite it being almost destroyed. Underneath the jacket he usually only have a t-shirt, mostly it has a clever/funny/sexual or otherwise sentence written over it. This t-shirt changes from day to day of course. He wears some light blue or dark blue jeans that are loose from his body. Hands covered by some simple gloves, nothing fancy, just some regular gloves, the colour is grey and they are quite cold even in the summer heat.

Kvist attire: The white trench coat is now dark black, his dress shirt and pants are also black, mostly all his attire is the complete opposite of his Donar attire, however, one main difference is that he has a mask on. The mask is made of a strong lightweight steel (stainless of course) it is primarily light black or crimson red. The borders between the two colours are well defined. The hood on the coat is usually up over his head, hiding his hair as well. For the eyes, there is a long dark crack, large enough for him not to loose too much of his sight, and he can easily compensate for the lack of sight at places.

Fighting Style:

Donar Kvist: Donar Kvist is a punch based fighter, using his hands to inflict the most damage on his opponents, however he isn't afraid of going into kicks if they are necessary. He will do whatever is needed to bring his opponent to the ground. When he removes his gloves it usually means he will go into his more bloody fighting style, used only for destroying the enemies attacking limbs and if possible to make him feel the searing pain in his face. He will find a mix of defence and offence in his way of fighting, whichever is necessary he will use. If he sees that he is about to loose, he will stay in the defensive until the danger is over, letting his arms and legs defend only, not counter unless it is a completely open strike.

If he manages to block a kick and he's wearing his gloves, then he will try to twist the leg so the ankle will break giving him an ample opportunity to end the fight while the opponent is lying screaming on the floor. He makes a mix of his nails and pressure points plus accessible nerves to get out of grapples and attempts to hold him still in one place for too long. New form of combat is developed; he tries to end the fight during the first counter, using normal body weaknesses against them. This is a sub version of blood defence, though doesn’t require him to remove his gloves.

Blood Defence: Kvist is no longer on the offensive, no matter what happens, he stays on the defence for the rest of the battle until there is no battle at all. What this special style is about is simple. If you had a knife or otherwise, then you would use that to defend yourself with, block with the knife, cut at the limbs with that knife. Do anything to harm the attacking limbs of the opponent. Kvist made this style fit himself now it isn’t knives, it his own bloody nails that are the knives, and no matter how unfair it is in combat. It is highly effective in the hands of someone with the speed and strength as Kvist. The name of this style is simple, as it only revolves around defence thus the name Defence, but the blood is coming from the multiple wounds the opponent would get for each attack he would attempt against Kvist. It is literally deadly to attempt any strikes for any part inside the range of Kvist’s hands since he isn’t afraid of slashing the main artery on the wrists.

Personality:

I will put two personalities in here, as it seems that we managed to make two completely different analysis of him based on his old friends, our own prior profile and newer witnesses ... The first is the version before his sudden and unexplained change of character despite many tries, then we haven't been able to find out why he changed.

Donar: He's a friendly guy, an all around nice guy to strangers and friends alike, he doesn't like to hurt anyone but will do it if it will be necessary. He's stubborn and has a almost iron will to wards some things. His loyalty against his friends are almost into the extreme as it seems like he would do anything for them, even die, since he took a bullet for a girl named Pan, our only research of her takes that she's a loner for the most of the time. Some people say that Donar has a thing for her and that was the only reason he took the bullet, however this is still unknown.

His humour is very cynical and sarcasm is his favourite form of humour. He understands all the other forms, but being sarcastic fits him well in most situations, and his friends will know that he is sarcastic by the look in his eyes.

Kvist: He's very cold and calculating, taking everything into account and this is easily seen as he rarely falls into any traps, being very confident about his own abilities and when he has made a plan it is usually thought completely through, he will rarely loose his temper to mere words or actions. He has a very cool demeanour and cares little about who he steps on to reach his target. He is very aware of his abilities and is a bit arrogant because of this, however, can easily control this arrogance when his mind is up for it, otherwise, then he make mistakes because of his arrogance…

Cruelty lies in his blood, if torture is necessary he will not hesitate to use it against his foes, those who stand in his way will eventually get his attention, he doesn’t fear anything at all, he can only get concerned when somebody do something not calculated into his mind. If it could even be possible, then Kvist has suppressed his more destruction wanting part of his personality, and this has lead to him calling his more violent part a beast, merely himself trying to find a logical explanation to that urge he has to kill and maim, the urges that interferes with his cold observation skills. We have yet to see him lose his mind completely and just start going ballistic against someone or something, yet is the keyword.

Strengths:

Kvist is very strong in both his arms and legs and is able to deliver strikes that can obliterate any man if he let's his guard down for too long. He is very fast and can outrun most people in a short distance; on longer distances, he has a noteworthy weak point. He can often see the moves of the opponents and counter them before they even think of making it themselves, giving him a clear advantage over his opponents. His trained eyes spots even the slightest difference in the standing that determines how people will attack. His fast mind is able to think of strategies along the way, changing it if the opponent moves his leg slightly to the right. In a fight, his strategy can change countless times as it progresses.

He has a very unorthodox style of fighting; since he uses his extreme speed and strength combined with his one and half-inch nails to inflict terrible scars on his opponents and in the extreme cases, cut blood veins on hands. He has an insight in the human body which gives him one more clear advantage, he knows countless pressure points all over the body of a normal man, which gives him the ability to inflict long termed damage with his razor sharp nails. To further increase the durability of his nails, he is using a special polish that doesn’t add much to it’s thickness, however it makes it much tougher to shatter or even just break bits off it.

His new form of self-defence, Blood Defence as he calls it, a name only in his mind and a name that will be most deadly for anyone who tries to fight him while he is using it. His completely lack of human compassion makes it much more deadly for his opponents, since it is specially designed around the strengths and weaknesses Kvist has, this is a style that won’t require much strength from him at all or much movement for that matter, but that all depends on his enemy. He could stare at the opponent for 2 hours straight if that was what was necessary in order for him to make an attack at Kvist. Even start provoking him, taunting him, use any dirty trick in the book to make the sucker attack him.

Weaknesses:

Kvist's greatest weakness is also his greatest secret, he has a type of asthma that steps in after he has done some hard work or been in a long lasting fight, it rarely occurs if he keeps moving around for a long time, but it will happen if he suddenly stops moving around. His second biggest weakness is a nerve that was moved by accident by our own team of surgeons, it's now laying a position where a well-put strike to a specific place on his arm will take that hand out for some time. However, we suspect that he is covering this weakness with a metal plate placed on his lower left arm. His mask creates several blind spots for Kvist, so some place he can’t see when other people can.

Kvist doesn’t have any official form of combat, and many different kinds of attacks and styles are completely unknown to him, he fights on instinct and on what he knows from experience, not from some random ancient martial arts expert. His arrogance can also be described as a major weakness to him, as he will go into an attack with his mouth full of himself and thus leave something open for an unsuspected strike. His beast side that just wish to harm and destroy everything that comes in the way of him, this is more an instinct. He has suppressed this instinct for so long that it is a new side of his personality and that instinct would get him into trouble, major trouble as he will take more blows to deliver blows, and won’t care about anything that goes on. In short, loose his cool.

Weapons:

… Any specific weapon is hard to find, he uses everything from darts to air-to-air missiles.


~ A report by Sir Edward J. Indel, Chief of Intelligence for Ploneworth.

[John Smith]

History:

The beginning.
Donar was brought up in a middle classed Danish family, he went to school for the most of his life and showed to be gifted in the works of math, chemistry and English. He grew up and became better and better in the different arts, his grades in the other classes were alright, but it was in these three different he excelled far beyond the others in his classes.

He kept a great physical condition during these years, the police records mentions him once, for shop lifting, however no charged were brought, the parents were informed and he didn't have a clean criminal record any longer, only because he had been unable to escape from the shop manager who nearly broke his leg in restraining Donar from fleeing. Later the year, the whole store was burned down to the ground, police investigators couldn’t find any clues to who had done it and the man declared himself broke, despite insurance helping him, several people spotted a young boy, but couldn’t identify him.

At the age of 8 we know that a big difference in Donar's life occurred, the death of both his parents, supposedly in a car accident, however it was all covered up by the government as it would be a great blow to their international status that a bomb had exploded inside their well protected borders. The car bomb had been placed in their car when they had been going to a mental hospital, to have their son enrolled into it. They had discussed this repeatedly, and they, in the end, had agreed that they couldn’t live with someone with such unstable a mind. They had tried everything, psychologist, electro shock, everything they could think of, and the mental hospital was the last resort.

Donar was informed of the death of his parents by his supposedly crazed brother, yet we have no indications that this person actually exists. He fell to the ground in despair as the news entered his mind. A kitchen knife he had taken with him was thrown at an image of his brother, but the knife flew the wrong way and impaled the neck of a police officer who had shown up to tell the news. The partner of the officer watched in horror as his partner fell to the ground, killed by an 8-year-old boy. The official report by the officer tells that he took down the boy with ease and arrested him properly, but later evidence brought up by my security team... Indicates that the officer brutally beat Donar to a near death situation, where his life would have been ended if he hadn't heard the sirens of his backup in the background and had left the body alone. What someone would have called a corpse if it weren’t for his heart that stubbornly continued to beat despite his body being beaten, and his mind that kept him aware despite blood obscuring his vision.

Donar was brought to the hospital where he received free treatment and returned to conscious after 2 months. During this time, his trial was performed behind closed doors and after this there is no official document of the Kvist family or otherwise, it was all destroyed by the government to conceal the truth of his further life. Donar was sent to a private run mental hospital and the worst of the kind; this place contained the worst of the worst cases. One of our tests showed that it hadn't been Donar's brother who had been guilty of the parents death, it had been Donar himself, it was he who had planted the bomb in their car, his brother took the blame to save Donar’s mind for the guilt. The reason Donar wasn't trial led was that the police found lots of explosives well hidden in Donar's room, there were enough to blow up the entire neighbourhood that he lived in. The police immediately closed the area off and called the bomb experts to deal with it.

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I know I have mentioned his brother plenty of times, but we have no information about him at all, it seems that someone inside the government or otherwise deleted all this information about him. It seems he disappeared after his parents dead.
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Irony was, Donar had killed both his parents to escape from being put in a mental hospital, in the end, that action ensured him that he would come to Ploneworth mental hospital…

Ploneworth Mental hospital.
Donar had a hard time in this institution, he was the second youngest person to ever be sent to our facility, the youngest was his cell mate, a girl, they grew closer as the years passed only by relying on each other they managed to keep what sanity they had intact. More than once Donar would be beaten up, yet still standing up to protect the girl who he shared what he believed a special bond to. Countless times his blood stained the floor in the cell, giving him an unusual high tolerance of pain, teaching him to keep his body functioning despite being hurt badly.

When the President with help from you, learned of these 2 small children being able to withstand the physical pressure of being there, with no side effects, they immediately hand picked them for testing radioactive and dangerous stuff on them. During these tests Donar mind suffered badly from the side effects of it and felt another presence in his mind from our tests. Someone who he believed he knew, someone who he could never think of being a part of him... He was told that his cellmate had died during the very same test, as he told the doctors performing the test that he felt someone else in his mind, they told it further up the ranks... They made Donar believe that his mind had been infested with his cellmates mind and to this very day, he still believes this.

What really happened was that the test, which had taken such a phenomenal pressure on Donars mind, had sent her into a coma instead of splitting her mind like it had to Donar. She was sent to a special hospital where they should take care of her and make sure that no one ever found out what they had done to her. Her body was taken from the hospital and brought to Varron hospital by Donar’s brother, who had found the cure for Donar's forced mind problem and at the same time staked that he had transferred her presence to the girl in a coma, a beautiful young girl, a mere year younger then Donar.

Back to Donar from the test incident.

Donar began speaking to himself as he sat lonely in his room, relying on the voice in his head to keep his mind intact, or at least that was what he believed. 'She' kept by him in his mind at all times and gave him encouragement and even she began to think that she once had been a real girl instead of an abomination of Donar's mind. The leader chose to keep him by himself, only bring him food, and otherwise keep all other people far away from him. We only know this from all the mumblings they shared together during the remaining 1 and a half-year of imprisonment.

The escape.

The next parts of Donar’s life is blurry since we don't have any place to get the information from, but an in depth investigation of his escape from the mental hospital showed that he had used a very simple way of escaping... New information available tells us what really happened.

Donar wasn’t a stupid kid, neither was he unaware that sooner or later his mind would cause him to go crazy, already had he seen the difference with the remnant of a girl being in his mind. He understood well that he had to escape, being a master of deception without knowing it, he set on a troublesome plan that ended with a reformation in Ploneworth Mental Hospital. He had found a weak point in the guards routine, there was a small gap on 20 minutes where the prisoners wasn’t under strict eyes each day, in these 20 minutes each day he worked through the walls. Using his metal bed as a tool to dig though everything behind his bed, until he reached the neighbouring cell where the inhabitant was rather insane, but he considered Donar a friend. From there he knew that he could work through the weak wall that was there, getting through the stone wall, he reached a unknown room from the time where the place had been built, from here he could reach the rooftop, from there he jumped down in the garden where an alarm was raised as the two escapades were discovered. Both of them were quickly discovered, but they fled like hell and didn’t surrender without a fight, as things went, there was a total of 1 hour before they were able to check the cells again. On top of that, a riot broke out, Donar had convinced that together they could all break out of there, the scene was set for a bloodbath, guards getting murdered by juggernauts of insane prisoners, semi sane people getting revenge for the tests conducted on them and in overall criminals getting their frustrations out and the promised escape. Donar wasn’t among the two who had tried to escape in the start. Donar had simply broken a guards hand when he wanted to feed Donar, Donar’s nails were dug deeply into his wrist, and any movement could kill him. Soon, the guard unlocked the door and Donar slammed into it, hammering the guard over the edge behind him, where he fell three stories down and broke almost every single bone in his body, now Donar was free to roam the place until he started the next part of his plan. He freed all the other prisoners as planned who started the riot. The next part of the plan: Run like hell. Donar soon reached safety within the coffin room, where he hid inside a coffin that had been prepared only hours earlier for someone who also had died that day. Total chaos had roamed now, and no one noticed that Donar was in one of the coffins, and in the midst of all the confusion, Donar was free when the truck driver came beyond the gates of Ploneworth Mental Hospital. Everything was silenced about this incident, all in all, chaos roamed for a full day before the reinforcements was able to quell the riot and get all those who hadn’t died back in their cells. A painstaking time was spend on getting through all the bodies and find those who had hid themselves around the major complex. In they end, they noticed only one wasn’t accounted for, Donar Kvist.

Being out didn’t mean he was gone forever, the truck driver was knocked unconscious and Donar drove several hundred kilometres in mere hours in the middle of the night. ‘Due to Donar’s misshapen sleep hours, and then they had fed him during the night. Their own mistake as this made it easier for him to escape. As the truck stopped, Donar’s own legs were forced to carry him to his destination.

On the run.
This kid, managed to sneak past several police roadblocks, dodge Ploneworth security corps vehicles and the regular police department cars, a large manhunt started before it was blown off after several months with no fruitful searching for him. The Ploneworth intelligence department found out through questioning that Donar Kvist was in America. This was the questioning of his foster parents. The harbour city of Esbjerg was his destination, and that was where he found the oil tanker after many days of search for some way of getting out of the country, he knew the borders to Germany would be sealed for him and he knew he wouldn’t be able to sneak in to Sweden. His only chance was the get out of the area Denmark had much influence in, in other words, all of Western Europe. Luck wasn’t on his good side, so, he was forced to take to the US, where Denmark also had some influence. However, the search was called off all of a sudden, and Donar was free in America, despite the sound of that. This was about the time where I was put on this task of following him through the world.

Donar escaped to America in an oil tanker, it wasn't the best “job” he could find, but they didn't ask any questions about his age or past and he just lived his life on this lousy tanker that smuggled different things around the world. He was "legally" adopted by one of the crewmember on board the tanker. He lived a relatively normal life for 2 years before he was transferred to Varron academy. The reason he was transferred was because his foster parents got tired of him, but we found them and… 'Asked’ them to tell us the truth, they told us that he suddenly just had fled the house with what little money he had, they had heard him talk to himself the night before, and supposedly a part of him was tired of this peaceful living and wanted more in life. The foster parents has been taken care of as the vice president requested, they're currently in cell #816. They're currently during phase 2 of our rehabilitation program...

During the two years where he was at this house, his life continued as regular, nothing big happened in his life, dull years, but he never seemed to be able to settle in and he rarely slept during the nights and the signs of insomnia showed itself. During a normal week he might sleep for 12 hours in total, usually those 142 hours came during a long sleep, and then he would be awake for 156 hours, 6½ day. The foster parents tried their best to make him sleep, even gave him pills for it, they worked, but his body couldn’t handle that and he got sick from it and threw up. Like in the cells, then he often spoke to himself. He was labelled as an outcast in his school and was all alone, only with the split we forced his mind to create on accident. There were many things wrong with Donar at this time, mentally mostly, and in a ditch effort to save his beloved foster parents from his madness he fled, fled like never before, ended up in Varron Academy, never daring to return again, sophisticated wasn’t what Donar was blunt, dumb, idiotic, and most naïve was more fitting. He soon found that a different order ruled here, the order of the fist. Fighting was regular, Donar was forced to use his non-ability to fight, and he lost more than he won in the start, that however, soon changed as he grew better and better in his fighting style.

Varron Story:

Eventually his path crossed with Bruce, the two of them banded together, became friends rapidly, and started to plan things together, their plans were grandeur, they just didn’t have what it took to bring them into works. They were close friends, suddenly one day, Bruce were gone, Donar searched high and low for him, but didn’t find him, feeling a little stunned by this, he was forced into making new friends, having Sabin as an acquaintance wasn’t enough, but the next people he meet were the two to impact his life the most. The Xiao cousins Ran and Pan, lovely cousins who he befriended, they were going out for a meal with another friend of Donar, Sabin, they had a short feud of who would pay the dinner, they soon settled on paying for each their lady. Their personas didn’t click together, despite the two of them being friends. Donar was considered the good of the two, yet he wasn’t much better, he was rather worse than Sabin in combat, as seen later on. The dinner didn’t end that well, Pan was bullied by a large man, the 4 friends rallied together in an attempt to defeat him, Donar was painfully strangled until he simply fell to the ground coughing. Pan was thrown away. In the end, Pan’s little hook saved the day and made the giant man fall to his death. However, as much as people complain that law enforcement is lacking in this city, then they wasn’t lacking that day, several policemen showed up to deal with the fresh murderer, she quickly finished a lot of them, but one of them drew his pistol and shot Donar as he jumped in front of Pan, the bullet piercing through his body. Pan rushed him to the police station, where he spend the next couple of days of his life, always accompanied by Pan, Ran or Sabin. One day, still unsure why, then they left the hospital and was last spotted where Pan lived, next morning, Donar showed up again, troubled of course, we still don’t know what transpired inside the house, but something was vastly different.

Donar’s change happened quickly and suddenly, we still don’t know what happened, but from one day to another seemingly, then his mind and body was one large mess of evil thoughts and far more sinister plans than those he had had with Bruce. In several crushing battles, there he fought down every single former friend he had, lost to Sabin, his pride denying to call it a loss, defeat Bruce, was equal with Naruto in close combat. Had a stand off with the deceased Katsu, one he had called master for a short moment in history. Ran was the worst off though, hurt by her own hands, and further by Donar, he brutally broke both her arms and her jaw as well. This was what started the sudden fighting spree of Donar. This fighting spree wasn’t stopped until his path crossed with Jahova.

There were many things going on in his life at that time, his fight with Jahova ended rather badly, getting his left leg broken by a lucky shot Jahova made, and that stopped the spree, as much as Donar had enjoyed it. Then he had foreseen that he couldn’t fight every single person to reach to the top, he needed to have a new plan, a more sinister one, more far fetched than one would think, his fighting career stopped, and he put himself in a wheelchair to halt any second attempts at harming Donar because of what he had done to Ran. There were many of those around, and many considered the breaking of his leg enough of a punishment and when they learned that he would be crippled for the rest of his life, they actually felt sad, and Donar didn’t seem that rough a kid and he quickly gained friends. Much could happen in Varron, and soon, Donar threw away his ashamed first name and took on the name of his family, Kvist, the name that would make people shiver in fear and call upon doom for many. His first target were Ran once again, she had been a part of his downfall the last time, in other words, he needed to get revenge, and an even more sinister plan was brought into the works. During a bold manoeuvre, Kvist kidnapped Ran in front of many of her closest friends; none of them was able to protect her from Kvist.

Ran, a young inspiring girl, always smiling, always a part of the laughing squad of Varron. However, these next days would be like hell for her, in the basement of Kvist’s estate, horrible tortures were performed on her. Her close friend was tortured by Kvist, and much more happened, though, this was only the beginning, this was the physical part, however, when her cousin showed up as Kvist had foreseen. Then his true plan started, only a slight thing interfered with his plans, Pan was rough to his stomach and he was in dire need of surgery, he followed through with his plans, though, his former next in command was put in charge for some hours, where Ran was told to murder someone and bring him to the hospital. This man was a federal agent, FBI so to say, her murder started one of the most controversial things in the history of Varron, and the government covered up the whole thing and no serious investigation was done. This because the agent had been a paedophile and a child abuser. Twin however had pictures that could make this thing start again at any time, and Ran wouldn’t be able to get out of the thing that easily. Now the mental part of Kvist’s plans would start. She would do several things for him, one, attack Naruto and make his split come out and take full control. Succeeded. Two, leave Pan behind. Succeeded. Three, spread a horrible rumour about the good guys. Failed…

Becoming a captain, one among five, the protectors of Varron. A torturer, a murderer, a kidnapper, a rapist, a guy who did more criminal things each day than most people did in a lifetime, was chosen to protect the school. Kvist just took the title for the power that came with it, he didn’t give shit about protecting the school, he didn’t care that it had been blown apart. All he cared about was the power that came with it. The sudden escape route he had found from Kazuki and his band of mercenaries that more than anything would love to beat him to bits was also rather nice. He was under the protection of the big lady herself, Victoria, the school captain. For several months, he would abuse this title and everything that came with it, people were beaten down for the greater good of the school, good guys were thrown out of the window, all done in the name of Victoria. While everyone’s attention were on those who were being the evil people, then Kvist was doing things that could match everyone except Marcus’s actions. People generally just started to hate Kazuki and everyone who was associated with Kazuki.

There was the time where Kvist wasn’t very active in Varron; he had to deal with several problems among his own ranks. Someone had tried to take over the power, it was his two, helpers, Big and Small was their codenames, during this time, Kvist quickly slammed both of them into the ground and a civil war was waged in the middle of the house and where Kvist ruled. Only with the help of The Hand did Kvist manage to take over again and the losers were quickly killed and destroyed, the two rebel leaders are still alive and currently permanent members of his Dark Corridors.

Kvist’s retribution for that failure Ran had made came in due time was swift, he drugged her cousin and at the Winter formal, he more or less crushed her and Dain’s evening by appearing before them, and generally being an ass. When Pan appeared and hugged him gently, that was the time where they both were put to their limit in what to do. Both of them were shocked and started questioning Kvist. He shrugged them off and told them lies and what not to make them stay in the dark about what had happened. Second blow to Ran’s mind. It wasn’t pleasant what happened between him and Ran, I am sickened by it, and it is incredible that she has not yet broken completely down by what he has done.

Once again it was Ran who was his target, this was another blow to Ran, her mother and little brother was kidnapped by Kvist, they have been torture, broken, and much more by Kvist and his henchmen, it is incredible how fucked up Ran’s family has been by Kvist. Ran’s mother was pregnant at the time, and she gave birth at the time, Kvist made her believe that her little daughter had died and threw her down a tube where flames appeared from, though, the truth, the daughter is still alive and currently being raised as Kvist’s own kid. More to it, as a bargaining in case anything too horrible should go wrong. Kvist killed his girlfriend in a brutal way, hammering out most of her teeth, blinded her, tore out her tongue, and continued to beat the living crap out of her until he let a knife tear through her already destroyed internal organs, she was skinned after this, and her bones used for something truly horrible. We have yet to see what Kvist’s plans are with Ran this time, all we know is that she is a part of his gang now and that more members come flooding to it for every second.

His criminal underworld has flourished and he has started a gang that rivals everyone in size and he is more than able to counter anyone who tries to attack his gang. For now, he is simply scheming and plotting, getting allies, removing enemies in the dark, making underhanded deals, beating up massive armies of enemies. Though, the true battle is just about to start, as soon, he will fight his way to the top and claim the title that will be the first step in his path for what he seek that much…