Chapter 1- Escape To Death

You know people out there who tell you to never give up? That there's hope in this cruel world that you shouldn't just give up now? And that you could make a change?

Liars.

If all you see are negative and cruel things in this world, then why bother making a change if you know you can't do anything but sit and watch it go down?

The ones who are afraid are the ones who fatten themselves up with food and lay about with the stuff they have because of wealth. They just never know about what true fear is.

And the ones who are wealthy believe that they are untouchable, which means they think they could do anything without consequences. That's what you hate most.

Using people and throw them away, hurting innocent people and expecting them to return favors. They are nothing but parasites who will do anything to get what they want.

You don't play like that, oh no.

You wanted to get rid of those parasites who leech off this once beautiful world, and make what it once was. But it was useless, because of the corrupted government preventing you from doing so. What you do they say it's wrong, what you say they think you're a psycho.

Guess they were right.

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BREAKING NEWS:

Caught after 8 years of searching, 45 year old serial killer (Y/N) (L/N), known as the "Head Hunter", face trial for the murder of 48 men and 39 women. Death sentence is coming their way.

"That thing is not human!"

"Hell yeah, it's a monster,"

"I hope they burn in hell,"

"Why wouldn't they? I bet it's the devil himself,"

"That creature better pray even hell let's it in,"

"Any final words (L/N)?"

The executioner said with a stern, yet shaken voice. The said person simply stared up into the dim lights of the room, strapped down head to toe with leather belts. They could hear the hisses and snarls of the humans on the other side of the one way mirror, wanting for the execution to begin. Which made them feel amused.

A small chuckle, and then a laugh. A full genuine, sadistic, and loud laugh rang across the room, making even the fearless shiver with slight discomfort. Once the laughing faded, the killer looked at the executioner and gave him a most unnerving look and smile he has ever seen in his life.

"If I ever felt guilty or regret for the sins I've committed..." The killer looked up to the ceiling, where the blinding white light glared into their eyes.
"I would have never done it in the first place." The officer nodded at the executioner, and the man pulled down the lever, allowing chemical run down a tube and into the killer's arm.

The killer did nothing but smile, that's all they ever did. Smile. They didn't speak, they didn't shout, they didn't fight when the authorities caught them, all they did was smile. And that laugh caused them to flinch.
"I'll see you in your dreams, and never forget this," You continued to laugh as you felt the chemical enter your bloodstream and you felt woozy.

"You'll never escape me, because I'm the Head Hunter,"

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"Mama, I have a dwawing," A 3 year old you said and your little legs moved across the hospital room to a bedside. The beeping from a monitor was heard as pale hands grasped the paper.
"Thank you my dear," The beautiful smile of your mother would always brighten your day, and made you nod at her. The smile she held wanted to distract you from her current position.

"How was school today?" She asked you, her bony and fragile hand was placed on yours.
"Good, still no fwiends," You sighed as you stared up at her eyes. Your mom's eyes filled with sympathy as she motioned you to climb on the bed.
"You know (Y/N), I think you would do amazing things without friends," She said as you finally got your little legs to get on top of the bed.

"Weally?" You said with a look of doubt in your eyes.
"Yep, because there is a little gift you have. Your strong mind," She smiled a weak smile, and squeezed your hand.

"And I know what you'll do in the future, will be for the best for humanity,"

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"You were right mom," You mumbled as you continued to press down on the guts and flesh of your victim, who screamed out in agony and pain. With your hand clenching a knife, your lips grew into a sick smile, blood dripping down from it as you watched in amusement seeing the victim's eyes widen.

"P-please! I-I'm begging you! Let me live and I'll change! I-I have a wife and two beautiful daughters! T-they are everything to me!" He sobbed, and you tilted your head. You crouched down to his level, your (E/C) stared into his wide and blue scared ones. Placing a hand on top of his head, you simply said once thing.

"You should've thought of those words before you violated them,"

SLASH

The man's once scared expression remained permanent as you sliced his neck clean open, making the blood spew out and covering your face. It lasted for a few seconds until the blood completely stopped spraying everywhere and merely dripping down his neck, just below where the big incision you made. You made a humming noise, dropping the lifeless body to the ground and standing up again.

"Stupid humans, thinking they could beg for mercy and only then trying to fix their mistake," You sighed and lifted your head up to look at the moon, its light gleaming down on your blood covered figure. One small sniff was all it took for you to smile a big, and sick smile, and lifted up the now decapitated and blood dripping head of your victim.

You opened your mouth as you drew the head closer to you, and then-

MUNCH

Biting down on the cheek, you pulled harshly and a sickening sound the flesh tearing, you start to munch on the skin.

The sweet, tender, fear filled flesh of humans.

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The killer knew what they did was inhumane, was something sinful, but they didn't care.

Why should they care now? They had nothing else in life worth living for. They had no friends, their mother died, their dad... oh jeez their dad, and those pathetic people want them dead.

Why not give them what they want?

But apparently, that's not what the universe is giving little ol' (Y/N).

Because a blinding light was all you could see, and then slighting breeze touching your skin. You are somewhere that isn't prison.

Somewhere that you may find interesting.

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"Do you honestly think they would be a good fit in this world?"

"Yeah, I'm sure, we did made them after all,"

"And you sure it won't change the timeline?"

"Timeline, I'm sure. Deaths? By the looks and actions of our creation, I don't mind bending the rules a bit,"

"Besides bending the rules, is this one the right fit? It's the first time you've ever been interested in these kind of people,"

"True, but this is one is truly different. I feel like they could make a change, and it doesn't matter if it will be good or bad. Besides, we didn't closely watch this one grow up for nothing,"

"And what about... him?"

"Hm? Oh! I loving throwing things in to make things spicy, putting him in doesn't change the timeline at all, just cause for a angsty conflict! I thrive on that!"

"You've always been the cynical one,"

"And you love me for it,"

"I love everything about you,"

"Now, enough chit chat, shall we?"

"Of course my love."

"(Y/N) (L/N), by the words and decision from the ones beyond death, we hereby give you another chance, and will transfer you into a different world. Use this one last chance wisely, and make the choices that will decide your fate."

"Once the journey of yours end, you will be return back to the afterlife. So please, we are sure that this will be something extraordinary,"

"One more thing... continue the devil's work (Y/N) (L/N),"

"Yes, we look forward to see your process,"

"Good Luck, Head Hunter,"