Too Much Fun (On Hiatus)

Prologue

Call me crazy if you must, but seeing desperate people's faces are very entertaining. Pretty sadistic, isn't it?

I like torturing people. The way they beg makes it even more magnificent. They beg like a dog and their reactions are very easy to read. They also follow orders easily like servants. Humans are such stupid creatures.

You know what I enjoy the most? Blood. The way their blood squirts when you stab them. The way their face scrunches from a single scratch. Especially the fear placed on their faces when they see you. Oh, how I love humans so much.

I kill people for a living. Oh, who am I kidding. Everybody here kills people for a living. You see, in the town we live in, we murder. We murder people for pleasure. We were raised to kill and we grew up to kill as many people as we can.

We're deathless. We can't die. No matter how many times we get stabbed, we can't die. It's not like we asked for it, we were born with a deathless life. And I love it.

I love killing. It's my addiction. My obsession. I don't care if the person I killed die. As long as I have fun, nobody can ever stop me.

After all, there's no such thing as "too much fun".