Chapter One: Misery

Did I do it? Am I the sick twisted monster, HIM? Or am I just his vessel? What if HIM doesn't exist and it's just my inner voice? Am I a monster, a murder, a criminal? "Alexis.. Alexis.. Alexis.. You killed them all.. You killed them. You're a cold blooded killer. It's in your blood, it's your instinct, it's who you really are, Alexis my sweet boy.." he always chants in his chilling voice, making me want to drive myself insane, forget everything, forget these millions of corpses I CAUSED.

AN: This is my first book and I swear it's shit, so I advise you not to read it. You have been warned! :D