Dear Diary,
Tonight, the darkness bore witness to my descent into madness. As I stood over the lifeless body of my first victim, a primal fury surged through me, driving me to lash out at the others with a violence born of desperation and despair.
Their cries of pain and terror were like music to my ears, fueling the flames of my rage as I struck them down one by one. But amidst the chaos and carnage, one of them broke free from my grasp, their screams echoing through the night as they fled into the darkness of the woods.
I hesitated for a moment, torn between the thrill of the hunt and the desire to savor my victory. But the call of the chase proved too strong to resist, and with a savage grin, I gave chase, my footsteps pounding against the forest floor as I pursued my fleeing prey.
The woods were alive with the sounds of the night, the rustle of leaves and the whisper of branches blending together into a symphony of darkness. But amidst the cacophony, I could hear the panicked breaths of my quarry, their footsteps stumbling over roots and rocks as they struggled to outpace me.
But they were no match for my determination. For I am The Nightshade, a hunter in the night, a predator in a world consumed by chaos. And as I closed in on my fleeing prey, I knew that the time for mercy had long since passed.
End of Diary Entry.