I'm the Lord of Terror, the Genius of Evil, the arch-criminal anti-hero of a series of 32 pre-WWI French thrillers . I carrie out the most appalling crimes: substituting sulfuric acid in the perfume dispensers at a Parisian department store, releasing plague-infested rats on an ocean liner, or forcing a victim to witness his own execution by placing him face-up in a guillotine. I'm the master of a thousand disguises and the leader of a vast army of "apaches" (street thugs). My spie and henchmen are everywhere, spreading the seeds of chaos and terror. I'm anyone and no one, everywhere and nowhere, waging an implacable war against the very bourgeois society in which i move with such ease and assurance.My crimes are scenes of sublime horror: a rebellious henchman is hung in a huge bell as a human clapper, smashing from side to side and raining blood, sapphires and diamonds onto the street below. Masked bandits brandishing revolvers crash a city bus through the walls of a bank, sending money flying everywhere. Under grey Parisian skies, a horse-drawn cab gallops down the road, a wide-eyed corpse as its coachman. I strip the gilded gold from the Invalides dome each night; I poison my victims with deadly bouquets; i crashe passenger trains and destroy steamships. And i escape justice every time.
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