To whom it may concern, this is a war declaration.
When I was young, I was told to be myself, to believe in my dream, to stand for my opinion, to be forever young, to take profit of each every minute of my life. But now, after teaching me to walk and talk, they try to force me to sit and shut up. After telling me to go for the top, they try to pulling me down.
They teached me to live and now they make me feel like i only surviving. They try to impose me so call societal rules such as dress well on Sunday, no matter the occasion, like we were in the fucking 19th century, putting thing in order like a fucking obsessive compulsive, following the esoteric law of matching clothes, not scratching my testicles or my butt in public (even when it itch like Hell), not missing the bowl in public toilet, no eating in library, etc.
But now, I shall defend my right to identity.
I shall destroy this society who try to bend me over.
I shall be the Champion Of Freedom.
The Champion Of Chaos.
Fenrir, The Wolf Of The Trickster God.
To whom it may concern, this is a declaration of war.
(s) Fenrir
This letter was found in the McAdam's household among the corpse of the family and first victims of the mass murderer known as Fenrir aka Luc McAdam.
Indeed, few seconds after write this letter, Fenrir entered a continuous state of blood lust who doesn't stopped since (and experts have since concluded it will never will) .
15 minutes after, his family was dead.
30 minutes after, his direct neighbourhood.
One hour, every humans within 100 meter of his houses.
Two hour, within 200 meter.
One month, 25% of the town population.
Any attempt of taking him down have fallen. Apparently, his abnormal high adrenaline level make him somewhat invulnerable.
Evacuation is up-going right now and a name was given for this new type of murderer: human calamity.
