kill the current notion of villains needing to be human at the end of the day.
bring back villains that killed because they enjoyed blood on their hands.
give me villains that destroy cities because of boredom.
give me narcissistic villains that destroy others because they never compare to themselves.
give me bad guys that no one wants to empathise with.
When you live in the dark for so long, you begin to love it. And it loves you back, and isn’t that the point? You think, the face turns to the shadows, and just as well. It accepts, it heals, it allows.
But it also devours.”
"Cuckoldom Triumphant Or, Matrimonial Incontinence Vindicated" and other eighteenth-century novels of note.
"The Spectres, Or, Lord Oswald And Lady Rosa, Including An Account Of The Marchioness Of Cevetti Who Was Basely Consigned To A Dungeon Beneath Her Castle By Her Eldest Son, Whose Cruel Avarice Plunged Him Into The Commission Of The Worst Of Crimes, That Stains The Annals Of The Human Race"