Survival

Greetings, 

It seems that by the hands of grace I have survived to post once again. Each day alive is a blessing, is it not? 

There are many dangers in this world. Humans are fragile creatures. Weapons are everywhere. Death is like a silent lover, always eager to kiss the lips of the living. How naive we humans are if we do not measure the importance of life on a daily basis. 

Ah, but what right does a murderer have to speak on such a subject as this? None, I suppose.

Survival. It is the highest priority for all creatures, is it not? Even the inanimate and the abstract exist for the sake of existing. I wonder... if tomorrow you and I met in a quiet alley, would you survive? I pray you and I never meet under hostile circumstances. I have rarely let a contract escape me, and it would be very upsetting to my conscious if I killed a curious reader such as yourself. Perhaps you can manage to avoid biting the bullet if you pay close attention to my posts, yes?

If that fateful hunt ever ensues, I advise you to run very quickly. The chase is always exciting, and its harder to shoot a moving target. 

This is quite a boring subject, isn't it? 

I apologize if I wasted your time with this post. I have used my allotted time to write poorly. Excuse my idle thoughts.

I will hopefully update again soon

Blessings,

Nikolaus

First Impressions

Greetings,

Allow me to introduce myself. I will not disclose my full legal name, but you may call me Nikolaus if you so please to.

Please, after you have finished reading, introduce yourself. I would find it a blessing and a privilege to chat with the few readers who stumble across my meager and insignificant writings. 

Now, please grant me your undivided attention for a moment while I discuss a matter of very important nature. 

I am going to be frank in admitting that I am, for lack of a better term, a contract killer. Indeed, it is a grim business, primarily frowned upon by civilized people.

I've been called, among other names, a "Monster" many times. Too many times to recall. I do not confess to be a good man, or a bad man. I just do what is necessary to survive. Call me what you will, but I prefer to be called Nikolaus.

Now it is out in the open; I am in the business of killing. Why? It runs in the family. 

You know a few very important details about me now, yes? I find it is much easier to enter an extremely warm bath slowly, rather than to dive into the boiling heat. Now that you have submerged yourself in the heated waters, let us observe the temperature with a curious eye.

If I have caught your attention, please subscribe to this blog and introduce yourself. I will continue to post as time proceeds. We will get to know each other very well.

Blessings,
Nikolaus