Chapter 83—

"Well since you asked..." Dan shrugged, nonchalantly. "I'll tell you." "It all started with... •••Flashback••• It all started with him, Jerome Algae. (Dan's original name) He wasn't a normal kid, there was just something abnormal about him, the way he talked, the way he walked and even the way he stared. There was this darkness in everything he did, this...this unexplainable aura. He had no parents and in the orphanage where he lived, the kids were adequately scared of him. He did things they would never; gruesome things, sick things. On his left finger, he'd bite the nails until they bled, but left the ones on his right hand to grow just so he could use them to scratch his arm until the skin abraded. He wouldn't wince, wouldn't groan out in pain, but instead he'd smile like the pain brought him joy. Nobody understood him, nobody tried to, but perhaps if they had, he wouldn't have turned out as cruel as he did. You see, As nothing but a seven year old child, Jerome had to watch as his