Nico Paolo's life now unfolded like an interactive novel where he already knew the darkest path to take. His id had mostly taken over, dictating his actions with a sinister whisper. Most days, he felt like a passenger in his own body, watching as his deepest desires and destructive impulses played out.

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In this desolate landscape, Nico stumbled upon moments of clarity: fleeting glimpses of the person he once was. He saw the harm he had caused, the lives he had ruined, and the relationships he had destroyed. But these moments were short-sighted, and, scarily, he found he didn't give a minchia.