Sociopath Quiz Novels & Stories

“If he hadn’t had that plan I wouldn't find out the kind of person you are , I wouldn’t know what you are.” “And what’s that?” “I don’t know, What do you call a person who can’t feel? Who fakes it? A psychopath? A sociopath?” I shrug, He blinks, his expression unchanged. Ice shoots down my veins. I stumbled on it, but I think I’m right. I’ve had a lot of time to think. A man who used me and put me away when he was done, neatly, like any of his games. A man with no close relationships, no friends, no interactions except for business.

“Do you like killing people?” “Still trying to diagnose me as a psychopath?” I ask with a smirk. He smiles sheepishly, “I’m just trying to understand you. From what little I was told about you; you weren’t painted in a good light. I was told you’re cold, sadistic, and ruthless. I’ve seen you be ruthless; I’ve seen you be cold, but I haven’t seen you once be sadistic. In fact, I’ve seen you be compassionate a few times. You’re not like what I thought you were. For someone with such a terrifying reputation, you’ve shown me nothing but kindness. In your own weird way that is,” he explains.

He was a peak fourth-tier master fighter. There was a faint smile on his face that appeared warm and friendly. The sight of him was very pleasant. However, while he could conceal his true self from many people by assuming this mannerism, he could not escape Zayn. His core values were ruthless, cruel, bloodthirsty, and cold. He was a sociopath who had a thirst for manslaughter. He had killed no less than a hundred men. Jesiah was relieved to see Atlas, so he hastily stepped forward and bowed at him to show his respect.

he said from the other end. “And that prompts the murder?” I asked confusedly. “No, he has an egocentric and antisocial personality marked by a lack of remorse for one's actions, an absence of empathy for others, and also some criminal acts that are caused by curiosity, he is a psychopath. The psychiatrist that diagnosed it, said that it was inherited from someone in his family,” he said from the other end. “Mark, what causes the murder?” I asked impatiently.

I asked curiously. He breath so hard and slump on his seat. "Fuck this life. I need to review all my employees profile. I think there's a traitor." I laughed. "Well, you're fucked too." I stopped flipping the pages of the folder that I'm holding. Milda Asuncion. I looked at her picture and it made my chest pump for no other reason. She look sad but nevertheless, she looks like a goddess. "Who… Is this?" I pointed at the picture of her.

So I pushed that image out of my mind and listened to Lisa further explain. “Emotionally though? That’s a whole different story. By definition, a sociopath is just someone who shows a complete lack of empathy for others. They show a disregard for right and wrong, they’re impulsive, and they use their intelligence and charisma to manipulate people. Basically, it’s someone who doesn’t care about rules, has a pretty fuzzy moral code, and never learns from their mistakes. They don’t feel guilt or remorse like normal people do.” “Laura seems so genuine though,” I replied. I was having a hard time reconciling the description Lisa just gave with Laura.