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Chapter 1: How it all ends

This moment right here is the moment I live for, my knife as sharp as the words I spoke to lure my prey in, is covered in the fresh crimson blood of someone who has wronged in society, I knew this is how it would end somewhere deep down in me. Funny how they say "that if you kill someone who has killed, the amount of killers in the world has not changed". This fact is true of course but killing two killers makes the world's amount of killers deplete which makes me smile. Don't misunderstand me like I am some kind of hero or something, I just get a real sick pleasure making people suffer at my hands, I have come to find that basic human nature. Everyone gets a sick thrill from putting people through things they just enact it differently, for example someone who likes breaking hearts and playing people is the exact same as me they just express their pleasure for destroying others differently. The knife shakes in my hand as I know I have royally angered the wrong person with this kill and that I will shortly die in a few minutes. I suppose I should start off introducing myself, Thomas Myers, all around sweetheart, good at nothing else but killing, and semi psychotic maniac. I feel like being a little psychotic is not really a bad thing as it made my life exponentially better as my brain slowly convinced myself killing was a good act, that is when the darkness that is in everyone manifested in my head.