I find myself drowning in a sea of sadistic pleasure, the intoxicating rush of power and control coursing through my veins like a drug. The taste of fear on my victims' lips, the sight of their trembling bodies as they cower before me - it is all I need to feel alive.
There is something exhilarating about breaking someone down, watching as their spirit shatters under the weight of my cruelty. It feeds a hunger deep within me that can never be satisfied, leaving me always craving more.
I revel in the darkness that consumes me, embracing the shadows that others fear to tread. My heart is blackened with malice and twisted desires, each beat echoing with malevolence.
Solitude has become my only comfort, for no one else can understand or accept the monster that lurks within me. To them, I am nothing but a toxic presence to be avoided at all costs.
But even in this isolation, there is a perverse satisfaction in knowing that I am different from mere mortals. That I am powerful beyond measure and free from any constraints or boundaries society may try to impose upon me.
My existence may be plagued by loneliness and bitterness, but it matters not when compared to the thrill of inflicting pain on those who dare cross my path. In these moments of torment and suffering lies where true bliss resides for Subaru Sakamaki - forever lost in his own dark ecstasy.