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Arpad 'Einherjar' Kovacs - Blitzpunk

Name: Árpád Kovács
Nickname: Einherjar

Age: 29
Nationality: Croatian
Religion: Neo-Paganism/Neo-Odinic War Cult
Affiliation: Neochrome Legion
Skills: Melee, Small Guns
Cybernetics: Subdermal Armor, Internal Adrenaline Injectors, and Neural Enhancer

Confirmed Crimes:
- Mass Murder
- Ethnic Cleansing
- Public Executions Torture & Mutilation
- Torture
- Human Trafficking
- Arson & Destruction
- Terrorist Bombings
- Ritual Sacrifice
- Surprise Sex
- Recruitment & Indoctrination of Child Soldiers
- Organized Gang Warfare
- Desecration of Corpses
- Extortion & Rackets
- Cybernetic Experimentation

Reward: €500,000

Árpád Kovács descent into darkness began at the age of 12 when his village was razed by Croat revolutionary forces. He watched helplessly as his family was brutally executed, their screams etched into his memory. As the barrel of a rifle was pressed to his own head, salvation came in the form of a nationalist Croatian ambush. The soldiers rescued Árpád and a handful of other survivors, but the boy's soul had already been scarred irreparably.

After the destruction of his home, Árpád was sent to Belarus, where he became an orphan. Life there was anything but stable. Fueled by anger and hatred, he became entangled in local gangs and riots, finding solace in violence. He targeted anarchists, Antifa groups, and BDC members, savagely beating them in the streets. These encounters hardened him further, radicalizing and feeding his thirst for vengeance.

At 18, Árpád left the orphanage and wandered through Eastern Europe, eventually crossing paths with the Neochrome Legion. Their promises of order, retribution, and pagan revival aligned perfectly with his unyielding hatred for the leftist factions that had haunted his life. Rising through the ranks due to his ruthlessness and strategic brilliance, Árpád became a commander, leading elite Legionnaires into the heart of battle.

Following his brutal initiation into the Neochrome Legion, he is convinced that he has been resurrected by Wotan as a warrior of the Einherjar, bound to fight an eternal war on behalf of the gods. His soul, he claims, was dragged from Valhalla and forced back into a body to lead humanity into the divine purging fire of Ragnarök.

Within the Neochrome Legion's dark hierarchy, Einherjar is not merely a warrior but a living embodiment of their esoteric beliefs. To the occultists, he is a figure of divine wrath and supernatural power—a 'lord of the shadows' tasked with carrying out Wotan's will on the mortal plane.

The occultists of the Neochrome Legion hold Einherjar in high regard. His actions, especially his brutal efficiency in battle and his unwavering devotion to the Legion’s cause, are interpreted as divine manifestations of Wotan's will.

Árpád embodies cold, calculated savagery. His hatred for his enemies drives him, but his leadership is marked by discipline and precision. He inspires fear and loyalty in equal measure, enforcing a strict hierarchy within his unit. Despite his violent tendencies, Árpád harbors a twisted sense of honor, ensuring that his men follow his orders with unwavering discipline.

In the BNM views, Einherjar is a constant thorn in their side, both symbolically and tactically. After he decimated one of their elite squads in a fiercely contested raid, Einherjar became their most wanted adversary. A bounty was placed on his head, so exorbitant that even BNM operatives boast about the fortune awaiting whoever claims it. With soldiers jesting about which of them will die first in the attempt.

To the BDC, Einherjar is a walking nightmare—a symbol of the oppressive machine they claim to be fighting against. His brutality and unwavering loyalty to the Neochrome Legion’s twisted order make him a figure of fear and loathing.

One day, BDC assassinated a high-ranking NCL officer in broad daylight, broadcasting the execution live as a statement against the Legion's fascist tyranny. The officer, an staunch ally and friend of Einherjar, was publicly humiliated before being executed with a bullet to the head.

Einherjar's response came three nights later. In the ruins of an abandoned industrial complex on the outskirts of the city—a known BDC hideout. At the center of the hideout, Einherjar staged a horrifying tableau. The bodies of BDC operatives were impaled on rusted steel beams, their limbs splayed like grotesque marionettes. Above them, written in blood across a shattered wall, were the words:

'EVERYONE IS EQUAL IN DEATH.'