Individuals often believe that they can evade capture, yet when I apprehend them, they invariably plead for mercy. This behavior incites a profound disdain within me; they could at least attempt to resist. Their desperate pleas only intensify my desire to end their lives, particularly as they gaze into my cold, dark eyes while I methodically bring about their demise. I often ponder their thoughts in their final moments.
Allow me to introduce myself; my name is Jack Will. It is rather peculiar, is it not, that parents would choose such a name? I am twenty-two years old, residing in a one-bedroom apartment, and I work as a construction labourer. My supervisor, Ben, seems to have an inexplicable vendetta against me, consistently assigning me challenging tasks designed for failure. However, his efforts invariably backfire. After returning home from work, I prepare for my nocturnal activities. By day, I am a construction worker, but by night, I am a notorious serial killer. You may be curious,as to why i became, a serial killer,was it some derive form of pleasure from committing murder. The truth is, I am uncertain myself. Perhaps I became bored and sought to explore something different, or it could be that I am simply a psychopath. Many believe that psychopaths are shaped by some form of trauma; however, I contend that psychopaths are inherently malevolent, even if they are not consciously aware of it. Psychopaths gradually come to realize their distinctiveness from others, often perceiving themselves as more malevolent than individuals like myself. I recall an incident from my childhood when I discovered my mother preparing fish soup in the kitchen. I vividly remember the water boiling as she stepped away to inform my father that dinner was ready. Upon her return, I intentionally tripped her, causing her hand to plunge into the scalding water, driven by a morbid curiosity about the reaction it would elicit. I can still hear my mother screaming at the top of her lungs, urgently instructing my father to call for an ambulance. As a notorious serial killer, I have been assigned the moniker "The Shadow Butcher." This name evokes a sense of stealth and brutality, painting a disturbing picture of my methods. The public bestowed this title upon me due to the manner in which my victims are discovered—often with severed limbs or hands, their abdomens opened, and all internal organs extracted, leaving behind only a lifeless shell of skin and flesh. The nocturnal murders I engage in can be described as my personal series of killings. During these episodes, I select three victims and adhere to a specific method in executing my plans. Initially, I stalk them, observing their movements closely. Once they reach a point of believing there is no refuge from me, I strike.well i have told what i do at night but now its to go kill i hope this time they put up a fight