S T O R Y
A boy from no where and yet everywhere, Rinne has no real idea of his origins. For as long as he could remember, he's always been left to fend for himself in a world dependent on the aid of perfected medicines and false light. Occasionally, an adult would pity him and take him in for weeks or months; only to find the bed empty again. For he was never Home.
At the age of 7, he learned he was not quite normal... or what is deemed 'normal.' His body never fully satisied with the pills as everyone else was; always somewhat sick and always somewhat happy about papercuts and owies. At the age of 7, he witnessed his first bloodshed and.. couldn't quite help himself then.
A type of vampirism, or something of the sort.
Finding he needs to fill this feeding quota, he'd scavage around those that enterted into the misfortune. As an adult, he became involved in death games. A host, he'd create games for those that are looking for something lively to do. Always set up with cheats and tricks, the prizes always something rare and unexplained. An effort for his food.
Surely, no one has missed the losers.
