I never wanted to become this, a killer so infamous I gained a fucking cult following and a legend. I never ever wanted to kill my foster family (despite the abuse), to kill my neighbors, to kill people in the wrong place at the wrong time, I never wanted any of it!

But even if I consciously denied it, deep down in the darkest most twisted parts of my psyche and soul...I reveled in it. Sure I could blame abuse, but I think the truth is...I'm a natural born killer. Clinical psychopath. Use whatever term you deem appliciable.

Now I find myself in this seemingly innocent world of magic, ponies, dragons, and the like. Could this really be my 'second chance' that I've longed for?

But...can I ever truly be free...of the Monster I've become?

A sort of crossover with the creepypasta Jeff the Killer, though I'm using elements of Jeff the Killer instead of the character himself so it's not a true crossover.

I would've tagged Slice-of-Life but the tag conflicts with Adventure... so yeah...

This is a rewrite of the original, obviously, and I hope everyone (or everypony if that's your preference) enjoys this!

Nihatclodra is now the co-author and editor/proofreader as WNSA stepped down for personal reasons.

There's still going to be humanxpony romance obviously but I'm currently debating wether or not to simply post the clops as separate stories entirely. Also originally I was going to do a herd but I decided not to so I'm sorry to all my little minions fans that enjoy herds.