((I didn’t click on comedy since it isn’t in my chosen option. I am so sorry for any inconvenience 😔) Mention of violence, potential sexual assault, rape, murders etc, I do not support these crimes at all. If this happened please get professional help)

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Tonight was and will tend to be the peaceful night, stars glistening in the night sky, looking over the dark, wavy sea - clashing against the rocks on the cliffs that’s surrounding a soft private beach. Perfect for a romantic proposal or dinner, am I right?

But, it wasn’t like this on this particular night. An accident happened out in a secluded area in the countryside, near the secluded private beach, no one would’ve been able to hear or see what happened. A young woman losing her life to a dangerous man, who always changes his identity to his dead siblings or anyone he knows.

The poor woman was a close friend to the man; who didn’t know what his backstory was, or what he was about to do that ended her life either way.

The night was suppose to be a peaceful night, hanging out - laughing at jokes about something. But soon all that went sour, when the man done what he had done to his previous victims. Brutal abuse, brutal rape and brutal murder to stop it all off - that would remain a mystery, like many of his previous crimes that would lay behind him like another locked memory in his mind.

Wiping the blood off his knuckles, chuckling at the sight, he began to drag the lifeless woman to the secluded beach. The sand trails across the pale skin and ripped clothing on the poor woman, as if sand was comforting her in a way?

The male would chuckle mechanically, pleased on what he has done, laying the lifeless woman down. Making sure no one was around, despite knowing that he’s always alone.

Smirking, he picked up the lifeless woman and began walking into the icy sea, mumbling some prayers to his suppose god of choice before letting the lifeless woman fall into the sea, deeper and deeper into the welcoming of the icy sea.

The man chuckles once more at his accomplishment before walking back to shore, preparing for his next victim.

The trail? It’ll be soon washed away, hiding the lifeless woman traces like it did with the previous victims he had claimed. Joining the other souls of those who was victims. The innocent lives he took from families and friends.

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(Again. I don’t support these crimes at all, this is not for personal use, please if anything like this happening that you know or know off, or went through any of these, the please call for professional help)