Destroyer of Humanity

Toture Room #1

Ain't there something more beautiful than the destruction of the world. NO, the destruction of the world sure is beautiful but the destruction of the human race is more. 
I ain't human because if I were then I wouldn't want this. 
I ain't a monster exactly because I also want love. 
I'm not sure what I am.
Perhaps I am a monster 
Ooh the sweet thought of it makes me giggle in excitement. 
Oh but ain't it sweet.
I've tried to love but failed.
Guess I wasn't made to love, or be loved.
It doesn't matter now. Why? Why would I care to love when I destroy the world? Hahha, oh ain't this fun. A tear of joy comes from her eye. She wipes it out with a finger. Jumps and stands holding in her hand a cup of wine. Swinging it in her hand, expecting her victim to plead for mercy. He doesn't.
Ah, this one is a boring one. She swings herself forward Grabs him by the neck. Strangling him. He starts to cough, hands hitting and claps trying hard to free themselves. Hahahah, she laughs but not the type of soft girl laugh oh no this one is evil. She is evil herself, no mercy shown. Too many have hurt her for her to even care now. It's useless to plead, she is heartless. 
Why, can you hold your breath for a while? She turns her head, still holding tight to face him. So lovely she whispers, now this is why you must listen when I say something. She let's go. He starts gasping for air, constantly taking deep breaths. As he is gasping for air, she heads towards the back of the room to grab something. She comes back with a knife in her hand. Grabs him by the neck, and grabs the knife close to his neck. She points it towards him, pressing it firmly. Blood starts to flow outta his neck. Fear takes over his face, eyes shaking desperately looking for a way out of this room.
Toture room.
Her room.
Her most favorite room.
There's not a way out. 
Not a single way out from her.