Chapter 1

Do you need a reason to kill someone? if you ask me that question, then my answer is no. I kill for entertainment.

That's right, killing is my only entertainment in this boring world.

It all begins, when i was 10 years old. My parents had a fight, and my father choked my mother to death because of his anger.

Seeing my mother, the only person that i care about dying in front of me, my body moved on its own. I quickly grab a knife and stabbed my father's neck from behind.

My father want to scream, but he can't. He rolled on the ground for a few minutes before stopped.

He died from too much blood loss.

I stand there coldly gazing at my parents dead bodies. Then a sudden urge to vomit hit me. I vomited for a few minutes then it stopped. After vomiting so much, i feel somewhat better. Not just better, i feel like I've achieve something that made me happy.

"Haha... hahahaha" I laughed.

After that, i decided to leave my house. I brought the knife with me.

I walked... Until i arrived at the park. There, i saw the girl that was the daughter of my neighbors. She and her mother always made fun of me and my mother just because we're poor. She was playing with her friends.

Want to feel the happiness that i feel earlier, i approached them. When she sees me, she put the same expression that she always uses when she saw me.

She sneered and said "What is the poor boy doing here? Don't tell me you come here thinks that you can play with us." With a mocking tone.

Her friends was laughing at that statement. When they were busy laughing at me, I stab the girl's chest still with my 'innocent' smile and a light chuckle.

The girl feeling the pain, fainted. But i didn't stop there, I pulled the knife from her chest and stab it again, and again, and again, and again until she's not breathing anymore.

I feel it again, the happy feeling that i get after killing my father. After killing her, i feel it again.

Want to experience it more, i took the knife out of the now full of blood girl, and turn to her friends that was shaking and even pissing their pants. We then played a cat and mouse game, where I'd be the cat and they're be the mouse.

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After a few minutes of 'Playing', all them were exhausted so they're 'laying' on the ground.

When i already have enough fun, i then hear a woman scream "Kyaa!!" I turned to the source of the sound, and find the girl's mother was shocked while looking at her daughter.

"What's the matter aunty? why were you screaming like that?" I ask.

The woman just looked at me with anger.

Hearing the woman's scream, people begin to gather. When they saw the scene, they were terrified.

There's group of kids that was lying on the ground while their body was covered by a lot of blood.

After that they called the police and I was brought to be question.

They asked me why i do that. So i just answered "Because it makes me feel happy" while smiling 'innocently' at them.

They then stopped asking questions, and send me to the mental hospital and placed me in a really restricted area where the lunatic were placed.

The place was really fun, there's not a single guard inside it. All the guard just stays outside, fearing that some madman came from behind them and choke them to death.

The first impression that i have about the people that they were calling lunatic, is... a bunch of fun and good people. They welcomed me, and they even taught me a lot of things like, how to kill someone and make it like it was an accident, how to make a weapon out of something, how to control your emotions, etc. They even taught me how to read and others.

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Today is a normal day like the other day. The only difference is that, today was the day, when we're going to break out from this place...If that didn't happened that is.

We were about to commence our plan when suddenly, an explosion happened right under our foot.

And we died....

But when i opened my eyes, i found myself surrounded by people. I can't move my body and i have the urge to cry but i hold it with my willpower.

one of the people then spoke, "Congratulations your majesty! The Twins are healthy and beautiful."

'Ehh???' That was the only thought in my mind.

(A/N: I'm bored of writing the prologue too much, so just bear with it.)