Why?

by Trenzalor

First published

I don't know why I'm here. I was perfectly content in my little padded room where I couldn't sense anything. My own sensory depravation chamber if you will. But now I'm surrounded by ponies. Dumb ponies who can't even find it in themselves to punish the guilty. And for some reason hurting isn't fun anymore. It's still fun to hurt others but when I bleed it doesn't have that same charm. I don't know why though.



I've decided to try my hand at a grimdark tale. I actually drew the cover art this time (I already know it's bad. that's why I'm taking a class). Please note that this is a grimdark, not a horror story. Expect lots of badly written gore and no writing that you would find in an actual horror story. sexual activities will be mentioned but there's no intercourse (yet)