Chapter 4: My Diary

Alastair Erix

February 2023-03

Dear Flake, my love

Another year has passed, and I am crueller than you ever imagined. I've been thinking for days that if you saw me, you'd hate me. That's why I won't find you.But if my love finds you, I will be the most greedy and selfish man in human history: "I will make you mine, mine to touch, mine to worship, mine to rule, and the queen of the whole underworld."

Everything on earth will bow down to you with the utmost respect.

Don't worry about the diary either; the fact that you are still listening makes me feel at home.

I always believed that the only thing I had to serve me was darkness, even from the moment I was born. I didn't want to witness blood, filth, harassment, rape, or torture, but if I could see the world, it would be a nightmare.

Darkness had no intention of doing me anything at all; instead, he was using me as a slave or as a prisoner. You made the light of freedom visible to me. You informed me that even if I couldn't see, I could still feel, and that was the start.

But the instant I believe I can set myself free, I fail to remember that the Lord of Darkness has always kneeled before me. And to be truthful, my darling, when I entered the light and gained eyes, I discovered that the light was worse than I had imagined.

Whenever I think about your words, I just feel like there is a chain in my hands of the people I killed, and in my head, there is the crown of darkness, which is nothing more than guilt, for how can I be such a monster? and love that. How can I be the worst kind of monster who starts loving to kill people? One by one, it felt like I was getting deeper and deeper into darkness. No one can save me from here; you know what I'm enjoying.

I initially experienced the power, which at first seemed so great. Darkness is the most dangerous energy in the universe, which means that when you start torturing and killing its prisoners, you start to love it. But now I find myself the only king, the only monster, and the most powerful devil in the history of humanity.

returning to the dark, where everyone is afraid of me.

when The most pleasant thing in the universe is sitting in a chair and staring at an old man who is afraid of me.

Once again, I heard a young youth sitting in front of me on his knees say, "Sir, please don't kill my father."

I was in disbelief and despised it when children begged me not to kill their parents." in anyone's dreams or nightmares. I am the cruelest man."He was the son of an unconscious criminal who was lying on the floor of the dark area where I like killing and torturing dark slaves."Don't beg," I answered coldly and questioned, Where were you when your father committed such atrocities?"

He didn't say anything, but I know he's a youngster who gets tortured and berated by his father for wanting to be a human who, like him, can be a criminal like us.

When he said something that, if you are at my place, will save the old man, he said, "Whatever he does, he is my father. I can't bear the thought of him being murdered in front of me. If he's in my situation, he'll likewise save me."

This youngster was so naive, like you, my love, starving for love, that I giggled and asked. "Do you want to see that if you put yourself in your father's shoes, he will save you?"

He declared boldly, "He will at any cost."

I was also thinking of asking myself if this old man would try to save his son or not.

After being beaten for several hours, the old man was unconscious on the ground. He is skinny like a body of bones without bulk; his clothing is stained with blood; and he has several shattered bones. His body begins to move. So that he couldn't see his son, I instructed my bodyguard to take away the youngster in the dark.

When I remarked icily, "Let's do business,"

the old man was completely awake at that time. Without thinking, he declared, "I am ready."

I repeated my sarcastic statement because I knew that the kid was very naive and that he would hurt him. He needs to understand that you shouldn't trust your own shadow: "I want your entire business—kill your son so I can take over."

He spoke without even pausing to think that he was his blood. "Kill him, set me free."

"How, father, are you more heartless than him?" The youngster said he was broken, but not like me because I was in pieces.

I remark when I interrupt. "No kid, you are wrong; I am the devil, and in this world, I am the only one who doesn't show mercy and is heartless. You should be afraid of me; I can kill you."

The old man's voice, like the voice that I hear in Night Mare, speaks the same words when I hear it again: "You are nothing to me; you are just more like the son of a whore, whom I fucked and got a son like a whore." He screams when I get up and fire a bullet at his thighs.

At that moment, I had another level of satisfaction when I fired a bullet.

That's what I appreciate about those who live like me when they scream and beg for mercy. but I again shot at his abdomen.

The young youth was saying to me, "You are not heartless; you are a light of hope; I want to work with you."

At that moment, I felt like he needed to know who I am as a monster."What's your name?" I said it in a very casual manner because, you know, these days, I don't talk casually; it's more like giving orders.

He said "Sahasha."He said once again, "I used my father's last name. but I'm not sure. your name, too." like trying to make him understand that he has to make his image in this world.

When I said, I am trying not to be a monster, I don't know why. I said, "I am Diablo."

He responded with, "Real name."

I chuckled like he had the authority to ask me, like giving me an order, as I responded, "Alastair James Knights." I know you must be thinking I changed my name, so yes, I did.

"Why did you use your father's name when I heard you call yourself Alastair Erix", he questioned, like seriously, this kid only wants to have a haven with my hands.

"When you know, then why did you ask?" I remarked and smirked.

Hence, I am "Sahasha Knights." Sahasha said without thinking about the world in which he stands here, where only monsters live and also want to be like us, how much I am trying to understand him."Get out of here before I kill you!" I shout at him.

"I will murder you and break you into a hundred pieces if I see you anywhere in the underworld." I don't have an option, or if my patience said I would kill this little human without thinking about next, but no.

His eyes were gleaming, and he again said, "Why don't you take me to the criminal city?"

"I'm giving you advice: don't trust criminals; they know how to live in darkness, and they kill, break, and break you in pieces," I added, trying to make him understand, chuckling. "So, leave or I'll murder you." I lifted my rifle, and he began to run.

I knew I had done something wrong.

Flake my love, next life, you and me only

good night

cia pov

Fuck, I am in love with Alastair Erix. Fuck, but he was a monster, but for his women, he was all green flag, said my flake. "How beautiful, but I have been hearing a name before, which makes me wonder if this book is real or not.

Sahasha Knights I've heard this name before, but I don't even remember it.

But one thing I know is that my first fictional love is Alastair Erix, and whoever is his flake, I want to know. But how can he love another woman when he is so in love with Flake? Then how will he love Serenity? I feel so bad for her mother, who died when she was small, and for her father, who died in front of her on his bed. How can he say, Make this day the happiest day from now on? but now, stop reading and let's get ready for today.

Today was a simple day. I was mad at Gia. How can she cut the call if I die? She will say, I will call you later; let me sleep first. There must be no person in the world who hates sleeping. After completing my classes, I was again in the best place in the library, sitting on the ground between the shelves. I get out a book from my bag and start reading again. "fuck"