Three Death Gods

Prologue

All my life, I have never been scared, nor happy, nor joyful. Then one day, she barged into my life without asking for permission. She was a trespasser, and she's spoiling my life. Then I thought maybe her life was boring. Like she needs to make more episodes every day. She was hungry for happiness, but I am not like her.

Soon I realize, she was dragging me in her world. I was her pet or her butler. I really wonder why I didn't try to leave her when there are lots of openings. Maybe I was concerned. Maybe I was bored too. And after days and nights that we've become friends, I am becoming more and more like her. Rebellious, Curious, Destructive.... It took a while before I learned how to be mad, how to be jealous, how to be a bastard and it was awful.

Before her, I keep asking my self what's my purpose? What is my end? And after her, I finally have answers. The answers were indistinctive, but I know it is real, it's bold and written all in caps.

Who is she? That was my inner self is always asking. She loves to be outrageous, she never flickers, she's noisy, annoying sometimes but there is one thing I loved her. She was beautiful, in all sets of layers. And she's one touch away, and that made me feel so special.

Now, we are facing a crisis. Crisis for normal people, Pleasure for Madmen. I knew it was a pleasure for her, but I was scared what would happen if she dies. I wanted her to make more episodes in her life. I want her to find a remedy to her boring days. I became selfish, but I know she has a fraction of hope right inside her heart. I wanted her to live, and that's why I kill.

I never regret anything as long as she remains innocent. And the times we're together are the things I would always treasure.

What am I saying? I'm totally a psychopath.