Alex's vision was blurry red. He couldn't feel anything. His body and mind were numb and his heart was filled with nothing but pure darkness.
His body craved blood, destruction and chaos. He just wanted to kill. He was like a mindless creature created just to kill and destroy, to bring calamity to the world. And he couldn't get enough. His body wanted more blood.
His lips curved up the moment the creature in his grip actually tried to fight against him. This kind of futile resistance only made him want to play more with his resisting prey, simply because everyone he killed just kept running away and never tried to fight back. That was simply too boring. It was definitely more entertaining when they at least tried to fight back, even if it was utterly useless.
