I'm not human [Zalgo x M.Reader]

Chapter 2 a happy birthday to me

I sat in my cabin with a small cheesecake and a candle on it. while I don't understand the ideas of celebrating a birthday. I enjoy cheesecake and since it is my 19tj birthday I might as well.

I went back to killing after a year of my parents death. I loved the read on me on the newspapers, since I can't have a tv yet, but I did get a phone. A new one. So sometimes I'll watch news on there. I walked the fire dance one last time before blowing out the fire. As I ate the cake I thought about tonights plans.

I found a underground club, I have a repetitions there now there's some small assassin's there, and some big ones. It's all criminals so no one cares call the cops. Even the owner is one, so he don't let cops in. And makes sure they don't want in. Since we already have 'cops' aka cops that are criminals that work for him.

But other then that. I enjoy my new life. I'm alone often and sure I don't mind but some times I wish I had a companion with me. Of course that's human, and when all is said and done I am called a human.

I finished my full of the wounderful creamy cake called cheesecake. Before taking a shower and puting on my regular freshly cleaned killing outfit. I finished it off with my mask. With the marks of dried blood of my victims.

They dated to cry and try and fight back but over the years I trained and worked out and held them down and I put them to rest. I should of been thanked for releasing them. But no. I never am thanked, though that's ok. Humans are not very thankful creatures.