He knows it's not right to do it, and yet he does. He knows that everyone around him suffers, and yet he feels like he enjoys their expressions. The way their pupils dilate at the pain only increases his excitement. The way he feels miserable but great happiness from it makes his eyes water, but the laughter bursts out of him.
When the time comes though that they stop breathing and their eyes darken the excitement decipates. He needs more.
Realizing that everyone is like that he doesn't stop. Everyone searches happiness why not him? There's nothing wrong! He tells himself. He knows there is though. He's never stopped however, and he's not about to stop. He loves to skin them alive and let his centipede enter through their eyes and and ears. Sometimes he takes their eyes and watches them wither away, but those are special; he loves them most. Their screams are music to his ears!
When he's not busy though he thinks of all those billions of people, just waiting to meet him. They'd cry and beg to be left alone, that's when they start squirming. It only keeps getting better and better. When he finally grasps them they fight like never before and his loving process starts.
He can almost see their veins pumping with adrenaline! He laughs and laughs until his voice grows hoarse. The appreciation of such beauty! It increases every time.
Sometimes he remembers the time his parents found out about him, they'd feared him that day. He loved them though so he showed them how caring he was. His stepfather most because he'd taken care of him since he was a toddler. His mother pleading and crying made him so happy, it made him cry. It was until she asked for help that he said goodbye to her. She was forever going to be his, like his stepfather. Forever, they'd stay with him.
His stepfather wanted to part from him quickly after his mother's goodbye. He was unpleasant about his stepfather's reaction, but he tried even more to make him stay longer and cherished him even more. He had whispered his goodbye to him like any father would. By then his voice was jagged from the screams.
Now after all he'd done for the world the love of his life had shot him. There was adrenaline pumping through him and he laughed. His eyes watered the person on top of him knitted their eyebrows. The last thing he said was a rough 'I love you' when he was gone.
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So!!.... can't believe I wrote this! It kinda started differently and then I ended up with this! Um it was kinda weird but I enjoyed writing it. I know a bit messed up, but his a character I've been wanting to create.
Love and hugs:)
