∂єѕ¢яιρтσи: "The real world is whee the monsters are."
ѕуρσиιѕ: "Murderers are not monsters, they're men. And that's the most frightening thing about them."
ρℓσт: four famous and well known killers partner up together to take down the one thing they...
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▌│█║▌║▌║ ɪɴꜱᴀɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ║▌║▌║█│▌
CERBERUS DARIO HAD WORKED ALONE. The thing about Cerberus,was,he had thought his kills were justified. He has never killed an innocent. He never killed someone in anger. Or killed someone just to kill. "Stop! Please,don't!"
Cerberus brought the butcher's knife down to the man's hand,chopping it off. "That's exactly what the underaged,boys and girls said,you didn't stop. So,why should I stop....this?"
He gestured to the man's,now chopped off hand. The man-loosing blood fast-mumbled something he didn't mean to. "They didn't say no. They couldn't."
Cerberus eyes fluttered from the bleeding stump back to the man. "Because you drugged them! And you duct tapped them. You deserve so much worst." Cerberus's hand came down again,chopping off his other hand,making the man scream louder.
"Scream all you want,nobody can hear you here." Cerberus smirked,twirling the knife in his hand,the dragging it down the man's collar bone,slicing him. "What was it you said? Oh,yeah. 'This is going to so much fun.'"
