Leanard Blinde has been called one of the cruelest men to ever walk the earth. However, there was a time that even he could have been considered 'good'. This story, written by his own hand in the months before his death, begins on the day that evil first sunk it's fingers into his heart. This is not a tale for those of good character, nor those pure of heart. However, should you fall into neither of these categories...then please, do enjoy.