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

"You injured twenty, crippled ten, and killed seven people in the Plaza of Guagua Town, Mr Olimpo. What do you say in your defence?" says the judge of the courtroom, intimidatingly glaring into my soulless eyes. 


I kept my posture, appeal, and spoke charismatically, "Well, your Honour, that was not me. It was my split personality. As the files show, I have Dissociative Identity Disorder in my medical records from years ago." 


He gave the expression of intrigue and interest, he spoke, "Elaborate." 


"Your Honour, I am actually a sane and stable person." I responded, "My split personality in my dissociated system is an entirely different person and I am not aware of his actions. 


How DID works in the spectrum of the brain is that through trauma and abuse, a different person inside one body is possessing the host of the system. Even if you ask my psychiatrist, he will say the same. 


Tides of Time Pt. 2