A blond biker from Colorado who calls himself “Necromancer” has been voluntarily waging war against ISIS in Iraq — where he has become notorious for his “ferocity and determination on the battlefield.”

“I’m here for the people, nobody else,” Mickey told the Daily Beast as he puffed on a cigar during an interview in Doquq, a town south of Kirkuk.

“I’m here for all of those who want to live a peaceful life that has been deprived to them by ISIS,” he added. “I don’t care about politics or religion. That’s not what I’m here for.”

One of many volunteers in the Middle East battling the Islamic State, Mickey — whose real first name is Michael but whose last name was withheld — had traveled to the Kurdish autonomous region of northern Iraq last year, according to the Daily Beast.

“I came alone and paid for everything myself,” he explained. “Originally I linked up with a group of wannabe outlaw bikers from Holland. I was not into their politics and they wanted to start some sort of crazy militia, so I left and joined the Kurdish Peshmerga.”

Mickey’s had an eclectic history. After a long life of crime, he joined the French Foreign Legion, where he learned French and received extensive military training, according to the website. Later, he got involved with a “one-percenter” motorcycle club in Colorado.

“Look, we all have a past and I’m no different. I’m human,” he told the Daily Beast. “My criminal record back home has been cleared and I’ve served my time. I’m not perfect, I’ve done some bad things, but I’ve also done good things in my life.”

Even though reports of US volunteers fighting alongside Kurdish forces have increased recently, few have actually seen time in combat. Most of the Americans volunteering to fight against ISIS merely serve a symbolic role against the terror organization, kept well away from the front lines. But Mickey is a completely different story, according to the website.

“We call him ‘Sak bab,’” said Mickey’s deputy commander, General Tariq.

The phrase translates to “son of dog” and is usually used as an insult — but in this case, it’s been given to Mickey as an honor.

“We call him that because of ferocity and determination on the battlefield,” Tariq explained. “He doesn’t give up, he pushes hard and sets an example.”

Mickey has apparently become so feared in Iraq that the Islamic State is offering a reward to anyone who kills him.

“ISIS has a price on my head now,” he said. “And I’ve got kids.”

But this doesn’t scare Mickey one bit, according to the website. Just three weeks ago, during a Kurdish offensive south of Kirkuk, the tatted-up soldier found himself in the fight of his life, according to the article, which even the Daily Beast says seems more like a movie script.

“Daesh [ISIS] was pushing towards us,” he told the Daily Beast. “They were only 20 meters away. By this time I was down to only two magazines. I saw 11 or 12 Peshmerga pinned down, so I started laying suppressive fire. That gave them the opportunity to move and pull back. I only had a Kalashnikov [AK-47]. As I started to move back I saw a wounded Peshmerga officer on the ground, hit in the face. He was in bad shape and dying. I couldn’t leave him there, so I started to drag him. Bullets were flying all around me and I could hear [ISIS], they were only 5 meters away, so I started throwing hand grenades.”

“They were sh***y Russian grenades and exploded in the air, but it was putting them down, hard. It gave me an opening and I started dragging the wounded Peshmerga officer. We ended up in a ditch and I knew he wouldn’t make it. I couldn’t lift my head, because the rounds were slapping the wall right above and behind me. It was coming from 360 degrees. Daesh was throwing everything at us and it was effective. The Peshmerga officer wasn’t small and I knew he would only get hit more if I tried to push him over the wall. I couldn’t move, so I started trying to find a way out for us. The Peshmerga officer was dying next to me, but there was nowhere to go.”

“He died right there,” Mickey recalled. “There was nothing I could do. I couldn’t move him, because of all the machine-gun fire. So I took his wallet and his ID, so ISIS couldn’t identify him. I placed his arms in the Islamic Prayer style and hid his body in the brush and weeds. I thought f***, I gotta get out of here. It was then that I started crawling.”

Shortly after making his escape, Mickey returned to the scene of the battle. When night fell, he and several dozen Peshmerga retrieved the body of their dead comrade.

“I was lucky enough to get out of there,” Mickey said. “You don’t leave a man behind. These men are my brothers. I am Peshmerga.”