Raving Dead

Halving a life total, rounded down, is one of black's oldest ways to shortcut damage math: connection turns any total into half of itself, a percentage clock that ignores life gain and armor alike and grinds hardest against the biggest numbers on the board. The body is built to survive the experiment. Six toughness shrugs off most combat, and deathtouch makes blocking a poor exchange, since anything that stops the attack dies for the privilege. But that is the whole transaction, because without trample a block prevents combat damage to the player entirely: no connection, no halving. Defenders are not bleeding life to wall it off; they are spending a creature to deny the trigger outright, which turns the deathtouch into a tax on keeping blockers worth having rather than a guaranteed clip on anyone's total. The forced-random attack clause is where the design becomes a genuine statement: you do not pick who eats the halving. The dice choose at the start of your combat, and you cannot promise an opponent otherwise, converting a brutal effect into a politically combustible one where every player knows the pointer might land on them. That randomness is the price tag on a percentage burn that would be oppressive if directed; the card hands over a guillotine and refuses to let you aim it. It is a creature designed for tables with more than one opponent, where halving is a real swing rather than a near-lethal one, and where an uncontrolled attacker is a feature.