I'm a bit of a dark soul. Im an artist, a musician, an alchemist, and a teacher. I have a macabre sense of humor. Im a collector. And I restore old cars.
I can lift a full grown horse above my head, and I can hold my breath for 10 minutes. To settle a wager, I once ate a pound of peanut butter, Fouke's strongest badger poison, then ran a mile in the nude. I can not feel pain, but can see for two miles unaided by a lens. No man can kill me. I have beaten a man of every race in formal combat, including a Turk, a Pygmy Negro, and a rare Deepwater Jew. A medical doctor and two priests have signed a document stating I have no soul.