As I grew older, those dreams started to change. I still wanted to be a doctor, still wanted to be a detective, but my reasons began to shift.
It wasn’t just about saving lives anymore. It was about control. The idea of holding someone’s life in my hands, of deciding whether they lived or died that fascinated me. And as for being a detective, it wasn’t about catching criminals anymore. It was about outsmarting everyone, being ten steps ahead of anyone who thought they could control me.
I remember one day, when I was about ten, I found a bird with a broken wing in our backyard. My first instinct was to help it, to try and save it. But as I held it in my hands, something changed. I realized that I had the power to end its suffering, to make a decision that no one else could make. I squeezed, just a little, and watched as the life drained from its tiny body.
That was the first time I felt it the thrill of control, the calm that came with knowing that I had made a choice that no one else could. It scared me at first, but as the years went by, that fear faded, replaced by something else. Something darker.
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The Perfect Mask
Mystery / ThrillerNakamura Kazuki, the son of one of Japan's wealthiest families, has everything: good looks, fame as a successful model, and the image of a perfect man. But beneath this flawless exterior, Kazuki hides a dark secret he is a psychopath. For him, killi...
