Author's Notes:
Hello everyone, I'm sorry to disappoint but I can't take it anymore, I'm going through too many things that's messing up my mental health, I'm going to finally end it. This is my final work. Although, even as a ghost, you will still feel like as if I'm still there for you, entertaining all of you. This entire book was my cry for help, and a silent voice that needed to be heard by the world. Thank you, everyone.

ARC I “In the world of darkness that is obscured by human society, there is a vampire who has psychic abilities that are so powerful, his mind cannot bear it, to the point it drives him insane. He is in a political cold war between two clans of centuries long-fought of his own kind, given the legacy to dominate and take down the Vampire Council. His alias goes by the name of Voltaire, who was once human, a brilliant prodigy who fought his childhood traumas, only to lead him to life with the undead.”

ARC II "Realizing everything was none but a delusion, he became a serial killer after sacrificing his most loved one to the Great Old One, Nyarlathotep, whom a dead god that he appeases with blood and gore. He kills people and leaves bodies behind, in order to be an anonymous and infamous serial killer, just so he can be inspired to write books 'based on true events' of his crimes."

ARC III "His mental illnesses cured, realizing it was caused by some sort of cyber-psychosis that was implanted into his brain. Finally realizing that the reality he lives in is not what he actually thought. Indeed however, the reality he lives in is not some urban modern era. But a dystopian future, full of technology beyond his comprehension. He is now in a cyberpunk era of his world. Full of mysteries, conspiracy theories, and more insanity that will be unveiled."

ARC IV "Coming soon..."

Diary Of A Psychopath: Descent To Madness

I was released from imprisonment. I was pleaded insanity at court by my lawyer. Knowing the fact that I was not lucid during the time of the massacre at the bar of the Walking Street in Angeles City. On about this massacre that took place, and all of the delusions I acted out this whole time. It was none but a facade, a charade, an act. 


I was pretending to be insane the entire time just to kill people at the bar and get away with it. I acted out as psychotically delusional the entire time of this story. But I was only faking madness, why? Just to kill people. Why would I kill people? 


Is it because I'm an edgelord who thinks it's fun? Of course not, what do you take me for? I'm smarter than you think, I'm not an alt kid on TikTok who fake disorders for attention. I use this as an advantage over the minds among society. 


I pulled up this entire vampire act for an entire week around Angeles City just so I can pretend I was not lucid at the time of murder. 


The End Is Nigh