Ah, it's details you want? Mmmhmm, well how much then? [Pulling back, stepping away, body swaying as if it's conducting an orchestra. In his head, maybe he is. There's music playing, that's for sure, the kind that he would put on the record player while making over his victims before ending their existence. Ah, those were good times! Will he ever see the same look of fear in anothers eyes again? More importantly, in this one?]
Apparently Sentience has sympathy for those of the lower class. The targets were nothing more than ugly whores; I merely took the liberty of making them pretty before slicing them up with my scythe! There was always such a mess- running down the walls and floor tiles. Companied with music, it was a perfect play of events! Even better than the theater!
[He stops.]
Hmph. That is until this place retrieved me and removed my weapon of choice. That is the real crime.. depriving a death God of his work. What I would give to hold it in my hands again.. ah, but since arrival I have found other things to peak my interest, you could say~