### Chapter 7: The Embrace of Darkness
Frothy was beginning to understand that the blackouts were not just moments of loss of control, but rather manifestations of a righteous fury within him. Determined to embrace this dark force, he spent the next four days immersed in a wave of violence against the mafia, drug dealers, corrupt people and even parents accusing him of heinous crimes.
Each night, he went out in search of new targets, driven by an almost supernatural energy. His attacks were quick and relentless, leaving a trail of bodies and fear. The streets soon became a battleground where Frothy was both judge and executioner.
On the fourth night, after eliminating a group of drug dealers in an abandoned warehouse, Frothy succumbed to fatigue and darkness once again. When he opened his eyes, he found himself lying on the damp floor of a dark forest. The trees around him rose like menacing shadows, and the silence was broken only by the distant sound of nocturnal animals.
Confused and disoriented, Frothy slowly stood up, his muscles feeling sore and his mind clouded. He walked until he found a small clearing where a newspaper was lying on a rock. He picked up the newspaper with shaking hands and quickly flipped through the pages until he found the news that made him freeze.
**"Mysterious Vigilante or Killer? The City in Panic"**
The headline screamed in bold letters, accompanied by photos of the scenes of the crimes Frothy had committed. The article described how an unknown person had started a series of brutal murders against members of the mafia, drug dealers, corrupt people and other criminal elements. Authorities were on high alert, but still had no clue as to the attacker's identity.
Frothy felt a mix of pride and horror when he read the news. On the one hand, he was eliminating evil and bringing justice. On the other, he was quickly becoming a monster feared by all. He knew he needed to find a way to control his blackouts before the situation got completely out of control.
As he pondered his next actions, Frothy heard soft footsteps behind him. He turned quickly, ready for any threat, but only found Clone, his imaginary friend.
"You're embracing your true nature, Frothy," Clone said, with a soft smile. —But be careful. The line between justice and revenge is thin, and you can easily cross it without realizing it.
Frothy nodded, aware of the danger he was in. — I know I need to find a balance, Clone. But how can I do that when I can't even remember what I do during blackouts?
Clone placed a comforting hand on Frothy's shoulder. — You must learn to integrate this darkness into your consciousness instead of just succumbing to it. Train your mind and body. Find a purpose that goes beyond violence. Only then will you be able to use this force in a truly fair way.
Frothy looked at the newspaper again, feeling the weight of expectations and fears he now carried. He knew the path ahead of him would be difficult, but he was determined to find a way to be more than just a weapon of destruction.
### End of Chapter 7
Frothy was at the beginning of a journey of self-discovery and control. With Clone's help and his own willpower, he hoped to turn his blackouts into a tool for true justice. The dark forest around him was a reflection of his own soul, and he was determined to find the light within it.