25 parts Ongoing MatureThey used to cheer for me, celebrate every kill I made, because I was taking down the monsters they feared, the ones they whispered about in the dark. Back then, I was a hero, the one who cleaned up the filth they didn't have the courage to touch. But now, those same people loathe me because my blade cut too close to their comfort, to the ones they consider "not that bad." Hypocrites. They loved the bloodshed until it was someone they knew. But here's the truth: a kill is a kill, and blood is blood. I'm not here for their approval. I'm their judge, jury, and executioner, whether they like it or not.
