Psychopath

chapter 1

God. God is a mysterious man. God is the perfect representation of the ying yang. God isn't good nor is he bad. God creates angels. People who we idolize. People who are seen as immortals. Worshipped. Then god created devils. Devils like me. People who are degraded. Hated. We usually are drunks, druggies, ass holes, serial killers, sex offenders. We are the devils your mom warns you about. We are the monsters you're to scared to recognize. We are the shadows that lurk within the darkness of your brain. See the thing is that there's something different between me and those people i listed. Most devils believe what there doing is for the better. Me on the other hand i murder torture and kill people for the fun of it. It's exciting. Watching them crawl screaming as i follow. There open wounds upon there brusied back or legs leaving a trail of blood as i tower over them before wrapping my hands around there necks and sweezing until there bulging eyes are staring back at me intensely gasping for air. Right before they pass out I always can't let them go easy. Oh no. Not that easy. I usually comense to grabbing my favorite bat and preceding to beat there skulls in. Watching there faces be Put in the ground. There face nowhere near recognizable. Afterwards I'll cut there bodies into pieces. First with the legs. Cut them off after wards make my way to the top before i finally keep there now broken skull. I usually leave there body in there homes. Let the police find them. My names Marcus Hopkins. My mother predicted all this. I always will remeber her last words. "Marcus!? Please don't" aftereards i remember her funeral. Very quickly my father was blamed. Amazing what you can do with some drugs. I'm not here to tell you my life's story. Don't think there's a motive for all of this. All this. This madness as some would say isn't caused by some stupid pointless Vedanta. Oh no. This life that you are scared to live isn't the product of some traumatizing experience in my childhood. This darkness is caused by the fun it brings to me. Love? No. Drugs? No. For joy? Yes. My name is Marcus Hopkins and I'm here to destroy god's pointless earth by striking fear into the public eye. By showing the world that crazy fucked up demons can lurk in the depths of us all. Even you