Chapitre 91: | The Puppeteer & The Puppet

𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐘 

I hated this aspect of my life, the fraction I kept hidden from everyone. My family thought they knew me, but they didn't. No one knew me. There were days I didn't even know myself. But it was here, was ever present every time I watched, fantasized, and relived the past that I truly felt connected to. The man I knew I truly was.

A vicious sinner.

A depraved mortal.

A cruel devil.

The list could go on and on because there was no end to the darkness that lurked deep within me, poisoning my psyche little by little, and threatening to one day destroy me completely. The lust, the desire, and the need for ultimate control slowly started to eat away at my soul without me realizing it. Until the day it almost ruined me.