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"You're crazy!" The woman screams. I twirl my knife in my fingers, staring the woman down with an intense glare. "Now that's a hurtful accusation," I chuckle. The woman backs away from me, her back pressing against the cold stone wall of the corridor. The blade flies from my fingers, embedding itself into the wall, just a few inches away from her head. A wicked grin tugs at my lips as I kneel and grab my katana from the ground. Suddenly her eyes widen in fear and.. disgust? Is that what I see in her eyes? Ouch. She definitely isn't living now. "You're a monster!" She cries out suddenly, tears streaming down her face. Energy crackles around me, invisible but heavy and overbearing nonetheless. "Maybe." Her screams are cut off by my blade slicing through the air and her throat. "But we all are monsters somehow," I whisper, partly to myself, and partly to the woman's corpse. ⚠️WARNING⚠️ This story will contain -Sexual content -Extreme violence -Sexual harassment -Abuse -Mentions of Suicide
Chapter 1
