SMILE, because it’s easier than explaining what’s killing you inside

 

You see I do not do this because I like it or I have a passion for killing in cold blood. I do this because humans were born hunters. Only with time, they decided to mould themselves up and be all this shaped up to live together in so-called communities. But all of this is just a mask." |Lights up a cigarette| "But you can't be a mask forever. Can you? It is time to put it down, be your natural self, and kill out there — Hunt for blood. Do you think we always hunted animals? Oh, you think some God came down and told the rude man that you can kill animals but not humans? You have to sacrifice to move ahead. -

 I never got drunk before I carved up someone's heart out. I was totally sane. Calm. Well, dressed. Clear in my head. Hell, you wouldn't have ever found me unless I made a phone call to tell you that I am your Jack the Ripper. And you came straight in alone. Thinking you have a weapon on yourself and you were too arrogant thinking that little thing is what's going to save you." |Bottoms up the glass of whiskey and breaks it while putting down in the table. Cleaning up the blood on His palm carefully with a tissue| "You see, the Joker always said it is the moment before death that people show you who they really are. And that is what Heath did. Before his death, he showed the world the insanity that he had buried inside him.

The insanity which he unmasked and set the world on fire and you clapped with your clumsy hands thinking deep down how his portrayal of insanity gave you goosebumps. Don't you think I am right? Come, come here. Come closer" |Holding the guy by his neck with a knife to his heart| "Now I am going to carve out your nerves with precision — one by one. I am not going to kill you until you feel pain from every part of your body, and I will let you see how I pour a glass of your blood and water the plants from it. Can you see death in my eyes? The darkness beyond? Let's see how death brings out the truth in humanity." |As the knife starts piercing the skin, the guy screams and tries to reach for the gun on the floor. Shoots through his face| "Now, now. See?"

Look how it turned out, see everyone is afraid of death and no one is a exception and you are too[points the gun towards the bartender] his face pales and cold sweat rolls down, hahhahaha how funny to see everyones fears me, places the gun to the holster and leaves the bar[bartender stares at the mad man and shivers and thought finally the ancestor left] but suddenly a gunshot sounded across the bar and bartenders head burst in pieces