[WARNING: MATURE/R-18 CONTENT] The mind is a fickle thing, desires, dreams, thoughts, memories. It is my duty as a therapist to get the patient healed in mind and soul, to give them another redemption in life, to yearn for their dreams to be free, to do what all they want. Sadly, reality always struck hard like a hammer and pain slowly ensues. It is now 2054, crime has gone rampant, murders, looting, kidnapping and Mana abuse, every possible crime that you can think of, is happening in the city of Nightfell, blood runs to the city streets, corporate greed incites gang wars to topple each other, it is just simply hell in this city but still I will try my best to at least rehabilitate some people in this hellhole. “Oh my dear therapist, what would you do without me, in my domain no one can’t escape. Now how would you rehabilitate me, my dear therapist? The woman, with silken voiced asked, she then snaps her fingers and let the therapist talk. Cough…..cough…..cough “Miss, I know that you are coping with your fiancee's death, but why kill all those people-?” Snap “My dear therapist, always with the “why’s”, but I shall answer you nonetheless, why because it’s fun!” Her smile, don’t have any kinds of emotion, a fake smile, a plastic smile, but a smile nonetheless, only her cold blood red eyes flickered as she smiled. The mind is a fickle thing lies, deceit, betrayal, murder, sex, the mind will protect itself even through great harm, but still I have to do my job to understand the people or at least helped them even they don’t want it, but still if you try to help insane people, you will be insane yourself. ---------- Additional tags: Dark Fantasy – Yandere - Action - Romance - Harem - R18 - Ecchi - Smut - Sweet Home Alabama - No NTR - No Yuri This is my first novel if you enjoy the story, leave comments, reviews.