Neonkilz

Beware the almighty 'Seer' who wanders the Murim. He sees all and knows all. The seer can predict the future and his predictions have never before been wrong. Those who heed his advice may be given a second chance while all other choices lead to doom. The seer's words are absolute.
How might you recognize him you ask...?
There have been rumors of this man who wears all black. He wears from a Black Hermit Hat to black robes draped with thin black silk. And his eyes shine a clean crimson glare when provoked. He also carries a Demonic Black Sword. And if the rumors are to be believed he is actually quite young.

Murim Is Cringe

"Hello there... Random... dying person on the floor," spoke the squatting figure that hovered over Ling Yue. A familiar voice that she was so delighted to hear but too weak to even react to, much less respond to.

More and more blood pooled beneath her, reaching all the way to her stretched-out arm as her vision got blurrier by the second.

"Shit, you are messed up bad. I don't think all those poop-tasting pills will save you anymore..."

>An illusion? Maybe... Zeon? You gone?<

"Are you trying to say something? Apologize; I wasn't paying attention. Didn't think you had it in you to, you know, speak."

>What an ass... this is a sad way to go...<

Ling Yue, with the last of her strength, raised her hands and placed them on the seer's cheeks.

"Do I know you, lady? Are you family?"

>Gaddamit, that system bastard did say he spared some to torment me!<

The Blood Of The Innocent