There Ain't No Rest For The Wicked

Name: The Insanity Within
Breed: Unknown
Gender: Stallion
Age: He doesn't keep track, but he's very young for the crimes he has and still does commit in his life. (So about three years old for the game age sake, but no one knows.)
Height: 15.9 HH
Coat Colour: Blue Raven Black
Mane Colour: Purple Raven Black
Tail Colour: Purple Raven Black
Eye Colour: Golden Yellow Orange
Markings: A weird facial marking the reminds all of an evil, twisted, cracked smile of the devil, and on his right front, the making does the same, but acts like it's showing the bone beneath the skin
Image:
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Alliance: A freelance, but dark stallion.
History: The throwback. That's what he is. A descendant of an evil line, a black seed. No one would of suspected at first. Weak at birth, though to die in a few days. But this dark seed line was the strongest and best line of horse these humans had. So they nursed him to health and that's when the sadistic little foal's mind came into play. He plays rough, and often didn't want nothing to do with his mother. He often spent his time playing a violent game of king of the hill. As he turned to a mid yearling, playing the violent game with other colts his age. He was never use to losing, and never learned when to give up and stop. He charged the foal who had just won, much larger the the scrawny foal he was, and trampled over him. His sadistic came out, as he whipped back around to find the foal still on the ground, frozen in a petrified estate. But see the other foal like that did not stop him. He ran to him, and start kicking, reaching down to bite at the foal. But by the time handlers could stop the slaughter, the foal's body was found completely mangled, and nearly unrecognizable, and the foal who was splattered in the others' blood, with his actual lips in a wicked, happy smile, was then called The Insanity Within for his insane and extremist ways. And the foal was then left alone in a stall or pasture. As he hit two years old, the colt became strong, the muscles easily seen beneath the skin, though no one could tame the wild foal. Mare, even though knowing his past, loved his looks, even the wicked cracked smile that was painted on his face. But the colt had grew so uncontrollably that they had to place him in a stall, suspended in air, wrapped head to hoof in chains tightly strewn across him. But even those chains could not hold him. He slip out a lot, abused mares and fought with stallions. The one night he slipped out he was beating the second best stallion's favorite mare, caused a bloody fight. When morning came, the badly beaten mare made it, the stallion did not. When the people found them, Insanity was rolling in the blood, letting out playful, happy calls. The humans was sick of the colt's ways, sick and evil, not matter how good of a blood line her came from. As they tried to bring the bloody colt into his chain-filled stall, he attacked again, striking at any human he could touch. He snatched a son of his owners and the second bloodbath of the night began once again. The boy did not survive the attack, Insanity enjoy two deaths in one night. The owners, knowing no one in the country would take the insane, uncontrollable stallion, even to slaughter, they shipped him out the next day. But he wasn't going with out a fight. He untangled himself from the mass of chains, the only remaining chains was five loose ones, and a tight one that clinged to his large head. At feed time, before the halter chains could be tightened, the door barely opened when he slammed his weight in chains, then into the door with ease. He took off, caused his chaos on the ship, messing with every thing. The five loose chains fell from his face, but the sixth chain stayed on, though only the halter part didn't break off in his chaotic running. During this time, the boilers were acting up, but everyone was too busy with the colt. He had climbed to the top part of the ship, and the only way off was to dive into the water below. He climbed the railing, jumped, and hit the water hard. But it did not bug him. He began swimming, enjoying the pain the water offered him, but the pain didn't pleasure the colt long. Not an hour later did he reach the Isola Dei Dei, and watch the very distant ship began sinking. All of the passengers were killed on board. Now, a year later, the chaotic, crazy colt is now a stallion and is ready to cause more pain, more misery, and more chaos.
Personality: If there was a song for him, he'd have a million, but there are a few that simply explain him in a nutshell. Pain by Three Days Grace would be one. He loves pain, envies it more than himself, he wants it or wants it deal it. he's completely insane. Sweet Sacrifice by Evanescence. It's true, we're all a little, insane. Well, yes, all of us is insane, but he's completely off the deep end. Psycho by Puddle Of Mudd. He is the Schizophrenic psycho, paranoid flake-o. He kills and attacks for this reason. He has no soul propose. Ain't No Rest For The Wicked by Cage The Elephant. His is evil and wicked, and he doesn't rest until he gets what he wants. He is the mind of the unstable, he is the insane, uncontrollable killer. He needs and wants pain, rather he's causing it, or getting it. He loves Chaos and destruction. And he will never be controlled by anything, or anyone. He knows no other love but except for pain, his mind in a free will. But many call him the Devil's Perfect son for how wicked, evil, morbid, and sadistic he is. His name is self explanatory. He's the insanity of the insane unleashed on the world.