In my years of seclusion, the escalation of a minds insanity. Become prisoner to my imaginings. A psychopath that society created. Horribly abused as a child, violent impulses intensified, intoxicated through the multitude of my crimes. All demented and perverted, grotesque diaries document in explicit detail the chronicles of my life. I will forever live in infamy... I remember my first, she was 9 years of age. Shining with innocence, I kept her teeth to remind me of her smile, no sexual acts, just the insane thrill of killing, not to say I haven`t had those urges before. Tens of child molestations and sex slaying. Scattered morgue photos used for masturbation, video footage of sex and torture with victims of my lust, soon found dead from hideous forms of execution, dead remains dumped on the outskirts of the city. Many found headless with traces of arsenic in their stomach. I created this, immortal in the annals of 20th century murder. I will always be remembered, the dead will soon be forgotten...
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