2nd Chance

Chapter 3- Immoral Morality

All of my thinking drew no real conclusions but I did end up realising that my vow is kinda stupid but I have to stick with it for now. Although I fail to progress mentally I have progressed physically, I arrived at a small desolate town of which has no longer a name due too the sign having been destroyed. Despite this I could still here a rather lively tavern which, by the sound of it, I may as well call a public house. I snuck closer towards it, being wary not too disturb the plebeians. I inch around the side of the 'fine establishment', and saw a lone man of which was either drunken or high, his behaviour could eluded too both. Regardless of which truth it was I crept right past him, I literally walk right in front of his line of sight.

I quite simply entered the property through a door in the back of the edifice, no effort required I'm quite disgusted. Why they didn't even have an alarm system or anything, what kind of base is left unguarded too such a degree, almost like they want too die. I wandered through a hallway peppered with doors and a singular staircase that ,I figured, lead toward what must be the owners house. As I got approximately a third of the way too said staircase, I overheard a peculiar sound from one of the rooms, I entered hoping they were as off there face as that guy outside. I was wrong, no they were in fact... well I had never seen anything like that, one of the wore bondage and another one must have been underage. Ugh it may be the end of the world but still, standards. I felt as though I should kill them my vow, never needlessly kill a human, this isn't needless I'm helping out, I'm vanquishing wrong-doers. I swung the door at full force slamming back into the wall leaving a huge chunk out of the wall. I leapt from my position upon the guy in bondage who, due do having a chock in his mouth, could only muffle. Still more the I could do, out of salt I broke his neck then pounced too his little fuck buddy. I really didn't mean to but I squished his manhood with my rear. Judging by the expression of the perv's face I broke something. Good, people like him don't even deserve bollocks. Unlike his fellow- probably literal- motherfucker, I tore his face from one eye too the other as he screamed in agony.
"Ahh you fucking walking corpse, i'll kill you, not that you're closed to that experience!"
That really pissed me off. I bit into his shoulder and, not long after he tore his throat apart from the scream, he managed too throw me off and evade any further blows to both his body and, well his other body parts, by escaping through the door I so stupidly left open. My focus then shifted too the girl they were violating, she looked afraid, traumatised, as though she had lost something, as though she wasn't the same coming out, because they went in. I had too too help her, but how I'll just end her suffering by ending her.

I ate them both, bondage boy and the girl I saved, they tasted good, amazing especially the girl it's as though I'm having drugs for the first time every time except there's no bad consequences like no hangover after alcohol or no depression because of an unsatisfied hook on something. Oh if I could groan I'd be moaning so hard right now. I licked my lips in satisfaction as I tore off the bondage and threw it too the side and shredded up his guts, I then reached out too the girl and dug my teeth right into her neck tugging out her throat and larynx all.

After I finished my 'meal' I headed closer too the staircase opening one last door too find a guy struggling to make knot of some calibre, I decided to just leave him too his devices.