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 really wanted to know my real name before I died? Well, I'd rather keep my name anonymous for now, but until then, I will just narrate how the next part turned out… 


I was at a bar in the Walking Street district of Angeles City. This part of the city is the sin city that looked like it came out of a cyberpunk setting in Tokyo from a dystopian future movie. It was a cinematic view from my very own perspective. It felt like another planet, perhaps something you'd see once you reach the year 2077. 


It was quite a beautiful sight, I must say. That is when I went inside the bar, despite my 17th century suit, which the reason why I am wearing this was because I died, obviously. Every dead person has to wear a suit or dress for the occasion. Like every occasion, such as a funeral, even the star of the show, the corpse itself, lying down for all eternity. 


Regardless of the dark humour, let me begin what has happened here. 


Rejuvenation Pt. 1