Killer Love(Septiplier)

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When I woke up again, there was a plate next to me with some hash browns, and sausage. A little note on top said "Eat up. You have a fun day planned. Its not poisoned or laced. I promise." I hesitantly began to eat, when there was a knock at the door.

"Can I come in? I just want to talk."

"Talk from out there."

The door opened, and he walked in. He sat down, closing the door, and pressed his back against it.

"I figured you'd want an explanation."

"For why you do this." I said.

"Yeah."

"Damn right i do."

"I was a normal kid. Until I turned fifteen. Then my eyes turned into these. And I became more violent, I enjoyed killing. And so before I took their lives, my parents told me the truth. I was a product of genetic testing to make a better human. But all it did was make me an animal. I love the pain of others. Especially if I cause it." He started laughing, a low, insane chuckle. "And I can't seem to stop. It's too addicting. What they did to me made me enjoy the art of torture. Made me love to toy with people. I'm a monster. and I love it."

"I was already so broken when you found me. you might as well just kill me now." I growled. one of my best friends was dead by his own hand, I'd recently been broken up with, and my father died. I still wasn't over it. Hell, I never would be.

"Oh no. I still have plenty of fun to have with you yet." With that, he left, locking the door behind him.

I felt myself starting to get drowsy, and his voice floated through the door.

"It had some knockout drugs on it by the way. You're a fool for trusting me."

I was out.