We’re used to believing that people are free.
That choosing good or evil takes only a single thought.
But some people’s fates are marked with cracks before they take their first breath.
Childhood attachments twisted out of shape, cries for help unanswered in adolescence, perceptions quietly crumbling in adulthood.
Like invisible rails, they slowly push a person toward a single destination.
Every criminal was once a victim in some sense.
Every crime is an inevitable answer written by a personality through a long darkness.
When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back at you.
And here, the abyss has a name:
Personality.
It's a very interesting suspense mystery novel with a good plot, but I don't know why no one has read it.