Yo! The new book has been started!

Here's the prologue, I'll publish as a separate book shortly. Just thought I'd advertise here a bit to all the people who enjoyed the previous one. Thank you all for the eager wait and encouragement!

One more thing, this is gonna be much darker than the previous one and I rate it 13+ 

Thanks!

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https://youtu.be/nzxjYQ8aZuk

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The thunder crackled outside and the black and grey clouds blotted out the night sky. Good. He didn't like it anyway.

Every Time he saw the stars twinkle innocently or the moons smile and beam down on the earth, it made him feel as if the world was okay.

The world was NOT okay.

Not the way he saw it.

There were many that needed to be punished. Many still left that had to pay for their crimes.

He walked stiffly down the streets, the streetlamps above him flickering eerily.

A rickety-old van drove past him and he stepped away right before it could drench him in cold puddle water.

The drains were overflowing and cigarette buds or broken alcohol bottles were strewn everywhere on the sidewalk. Or whatever was left of the sidewalk.

Plastic roofed shops of the homeless covered half of it and the rest was either broken or covered in muck or other disgusting liquids.

The young man stopped by one such make-shift shelter, under which huddled a mother and her young child. The woman looked up at him fearfully as he stopped beside her and her son. He blinked down at both of them.

The baby looked sick and hungry while the mother herself seemed barely fed with her skin pulled tight over her bones. They looked even more pathetic seeing as their bodies were barely covered. He put his hand in the pocket of the trousers, pulling out his wallet.

The man noticed the women following each and every movement his hand made and sighed. He took out a large sum of money, about 500$ if he had to take a guess and couldn't help but crack a smile when he saw the women's eyes widen as he held it all out to her.

"Take it," he prompted curtly.

The women flinched slightly before extending an open palm shakily. Her fingers clutched around the cash as if she was afraid it would vanish or be snatched away.

Behind him, he could still hear the women shouting blessings at him in a complete delirium. He however simply unlocked the rickety gate of the small independent house he'd rented.The paint was chipped off and the building seemed to be in an overall decaying condition.The rain foretold by the thunder and clouds seemed to push it another inch closer to collapsing. But it would survive for the time being.

He could have, of course, chosen a much better neighborhood but that wouldn't work now, would it. He needed to keep a low profile.

And if that meant living here, he could easily manage.

And the inside was a completely contrasting sight anyway. He stepped through the doorway, shutting the door behind him immediately. 

Scratching his neck, he removed his coat and hung it on the coat hanger. He did the same with his boots, keeping them in the shoe rack. He walked across the bare living room, opening the door to his study. The inside of which was filled with all kinds of test tubes and scientific equipment. He put on the gas mask kept by the entrance due to the fact that some of the chemicals were spewing various kinds of fumes into the air present.

He surveyed the room once, making notes as he stopped by each of the test tubes or beakers. After completing his usual round he stalked back out, heading to his bedroom this time. With one final sigh he lay down in bed and switched off the lights. The bulb seemed to flicker for a long time as if refusing to give up it's light. The man simply stared at it for a long moment until it finally gave up under his cold gaze.

With its final source of light gone the darkness was all that was left. Good.

The darkness was soothing. The darkness welcomed him. The darkness was all he had left him with.

And it was his namesake after all.