Lost Mutant

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The hood covered the poor souls face. People passed by him as though nothing was wrong. He was probably just another victim of the Ravagers Virus. However, He was alive. He stretched one of his claws beneath the mass of robes that hid his black skin. He was a freak of nature now. Nothing could be done to help him. He was horribly mutated after the incident. His black skin was soft and cold to the touch. 3 red tears were imprinted under each eye and would glow every time his life was endangered. His feet were hard and would not even be harmed by walking over broken glass. His fingers were broken off at the first joint and replaced by almost 6 inch long claws. The claws were razor sharp and never dulled or broke no matter how hard he tried. He looked up with his green eyes, covered by dark sunglasses to protect them from the light, and watched as people went on their way. He lowered his head back down and cried tears of blood. He was now and forever alone.
Name: Mutant if any
Description: 7 feet tall. 180 pounds. Looks extremely lean and will simply survive off of whatever he can kill. Light burns his eyes and can even kill him. He has 6 inch claws on his fingers and 3 inch claws on his toes. His organs are reinforced and incredibly tough to penetrate along with his feet. Fears everyone and everything. Quiet and not really forthcoming with information. If he doesn't have to tell you that he is a mutant, he won't but it is pretty hard to hide. He eats things raw aswell because he can't look at a fire.