Roger was a 17 year old teenager who dressed in a black hoodie with a gas mask to prevent people from insulting his appearance. Roger had a happy life for the most part, but the past couple years have only been fucking horrible for him.
His dad molested him, but he was to afraid to tell someone about it. Roger was also peer pressured into doing cocaine, which very quickly overwhelmed him and got him addicted. His mother was also an alcoholic and harmed him on the regular and he didn't want to fight back against his own mother so he pushed through the pain of glass shards and beatings.
His friends he had lost after they bullied him for not doing crimes with them and embarrassed him in front of his class. Nobody at school liked him and his grades were not good enough to get into college so he dropped out. Everyday he wanted revenge on them for what they did.
His life was at the deepest darkest point. He turned to self harm with his kitchen knifes. One time his father caught him cutting open his leg and just turned away without a care. After a while cutting himself got boring so he got a lighter and started to burn himself. This was a new different kind of pain that he enjoyed a lot more.
At a very young age he had a sister and at first he enjoyed having her around. But over the years he began to hate her. She became a slutty whore and had sex with many guys and girls even though being underage. This drove Roger even more insane with him being a homophobe and him not liking his sister being bisexual, made his self harm more frequent.
On top of all that the month before his favorite person in the whole world his Grandma killed herself. This made Roger feel guilty for not being able to help her. The guilt led to rage as he yelled at his family for not going to her funeral which made them kick Roger out of the house.
Roger was now living in the streets he had no money to use to buy food, as drugs were taking up most of the bill. He had nothing now he couldn't feel anything. He was empty, not even a knife or a lighter could make him feel something. He gained enough savings to purchase a gun. He could only get a pistol though mostly because it was the first thing he saw when he walked in and he was to high to really have a good look around.
As he was walking back to his living area, in a alleyway he used as a shortcut he was mugged by a group of three young men. Normally Roger would just walk away as if nothing had happened, but considering what had been happening in his life without thought he got out his pistol and pulled the trigger once, twice, and then a third time, knocking them all to the floor. Roger walked over their bodies and retrieved his belongings. Before he left he knelt down next to the oldest of the three men and turned him over. He then took off his top revealing his hairy chest. As Roger gazed upon his body he suddenly and savagely reached and grabbed into the young man's chest as he pulled out his heart. The blood came pouring out of the man's chest. Roger enjoyed the sight of the massacre and then crushed the heart between his hands like an orange. When the other two men woke up they realized what had happened and looked in horror at their partners dead body and began crying in agony.
Roger was now thirsty for blood, he went straight to the home he had been kicked out of to take revenge. Just the sound of the word revenge made Roger excited as he gritted his teeth. When he got to the house he breathed deeply and walked right up to the front door. With blood in his hands he opened the front door. His father almost instantly said as he was frying chicken,
"I thought we kicked you out of this house!" Roger didn't respond, instead he slithered up to his dad like a snake. He grabbed with fathers head and smashed it into the scorching oil burning his face entirely. When as pulled it out his father was screaming as this was the worst pain he had ever experienced. Roger took off his father's skin on his face like flakes of snow then shot his eyes out.
He soon realized his mother was out of the house so he went for his sister next. As he opened his sister's door he caught her having sex with another woman. He shot and killed the woman on the spot. Shocked and terrified at what had just happened and what was coming she let out a scream. The Roger yelled slurs at her while stabbing the arms and legs of her naked body repeatedly until she bled out and died. As Roger walked out of the house he licked the blood off his hands, he pulled out a knife and cut open his skin on his arms. And passed out on the front lawn laughing in a bloody mess.
