The Maiden of Darkness shall never Succumb to Goodness

“Do you know what a psychopath is?”

“It’s a form of antisocial personality disorder, but it’s innate—hardwired from birth.”

“Genetic anomalies cause lesions in the frontal lobe of the brain.”

“The result? They lack the capacity for emotion, for empathy. No guilt, no remorse. Morality is a foreign concept to them.”

“They’re masters of deception, skilled liars who can mimic human emotions flawlessly, blending into society without a trace.”

“Now, here’s the real question: if such a monster were to suddenly gain a normal brain—if their missing pieces were somehow restored—would they become more dangerous, or would they finally resemble something human?”

In the shadows, a slender figure slowly crouched low, the glint of a silver blade catching the faint light. The edge pressed coldly against a throat.

“So,” the voice was calm, almost clinical, “this is why you turned me into a woman?”