to the heart and back

{a short story}

A psychopath, with the goal to kill all evil on this planet, who thinks he is not able to feel, especially not love and affection. What will happen if he lets someone into his heart nonetheless? How can one feel, without feelings?
Will it end well?

A story about the endless possibilities of the human mind. How nothing is set in stone and nothing is as constant as the change. Dive into the mind of a psychopath on his way to discover feelings.

(This is NOT a love story)

excerpt:
"I know that I am, by any means, not normal nor good. I would even go as far as to say I am the worst of them all, but a little bit of crazy can never do any harm.
Well, at least not for me. Or can it?"

TW: death (murder and suicide)
{only implied violence}

A/N: English is not my first language.
I would be happy about constructive criticism and feedback,
please feel free to correct me and point out any mistakes you find.
No insults, only constructive criticism!