The Psychopath's Harem

Su Wei's fate was a tragic one, filled with pain and misery. His little brother, his cherished appendage, was the first to fall victim to the cruel hand of fate. Crushed brutally, it left Su Wei scarred for life. But fate was not done with him yet.

Soon after, his little brother disappeared without a trace, lost to the magic of Xia Tian. It was as if Su Wei was destined to be tortured and tormented by Xia Tian's hands, a cruel fate that he could never escape.

As both Nyx and Xia Tian moved back to their destination, Nyx grew increasingly impatient, though she kept her emotions hidden from her face.

Suddenly, the bedroom door closed slowly, creaking shut with a finality that sent shivers down her spine.

The room was plunged into darkness.

But then, something miraculous happened.

Small, white lights began to appear, illuminating the room like stars in the night sky.

It was as if they had been transported to another world, to a place of wonder and magic that was beyond anyone wildest dreams.

To Xia Tian and Nyx, the strange sights and sounds that surrounded them were nothing out of the ordinary. Xia Tian was a man who lived a life of leisure, with no work to do and no responsibilities to speak of.

Instead, he spent his days bullying people and tormenting his toys, reveling in the power he wielded over others.

And on the rare occasions when even that wasn't enough to satisfy him, he would turn his attention to his own daughters, delighting in their fear and pain.

But even Xia Tian couldn't help but feel a sense of wonder as Nyx's body began to emit a strange, ethereal glow.

For a moment, his breathing halted, and he was transfixed by her transformation.

Her appearance seemed to turn back to its prime, with her jet-black hair and eyes that were dark enough to suck the very soul from the dead.

The princess of destruction could have had the same level of beauty as her, but Xia Tian was impervious to her charms.

Instead, the only ones who could elicit such a reaction from him were his daughters - a feeling that could only be described as pure and paternal.

Despite his many immoral deeds, nothing gave him more satisfaction than being able to share a bed with his beloved daughters.

The memory of ravishing their innocent lips filled him with contentment, a twisted sense of pleasure that he couldn't help but indulge in.

As he emerged from his eerie thoughts, Xia Tian's eyes settled on Nyx's face.

A gentle smile tugged at his lips as he spoke, "You know, out of all of them, you might be the easiest to manage." It was a rare moment of praise from him, and Nyx's face lit up with a smile.

But her joy was short-lived as she quickly clarified his words, "Who told you to treat everyone as objects?" Her words hung in the air, a painful truth that Xia Tian couldn't deny.

He laughed wryly, realizing the error in his ways. Had he really been treating his daughters like mere objects?

It was a sobering thought, one that he couldn't shake off easily.

From the moment he had broken free from the confines of his own mind, everything had lost its purpose.

Life and death held no meaning for him anymore. It was as if he was watching a motionless slideshow, a never-ending reel of images that he had to endure.

It was like being a god, above all and indifferent to the suffering of others. He didn't know if that was how it felt, nor did he care.

The only thing that mattered was his own entertainment, even if it came at the cost of others' pain.

If they were hurt, so what?

If their agony gave him pleasure, it was worth it. He had nothing to lose and everything to gain from this endless movie that he was forced to watch.

Xia Tian's psychopathic tendencies were only growing stronger with time, and he found himself becoming increasingly detached from the emotions of those around him.

Mr. Paul Ekman, a renowned psychologist, once revealed a fascinating way to experience emotions - by mirroring the facial expressions of others. It's like becoming a mirror image of someone else's emotional state, as their feelings and thoughts become our own.

Our natural instinct is to empathize with others. When we witness someone laughing, we tend to laugh with them, our facial muscles twitching in tandem with theirs. It's as though we're feeling the same joy as them.

But this empathy also extends to negative emotions. If we see someone sitting alone, looking sad and dejected, we can't help but mirror their expression and feel their pain. It's a powerful force that we have no control over, a trait that defines us as empaths.

This automatic empathy is a result of our brain's continuous appraisal of the environment around us. Our nervous system filters out the unnecessary details, leaving us with only what we want to see and hear.

Consider driving on the road, for instance. When a car suddenly appears in front of us, we instinctively hit the brakes, swerve the steering wheel, and take action to save ourselves. We react even before our mind has had time to register the new information. This is all thanks to our automatic appraisals, which are always on the lookout for potential dangers.

It's fascinating to observe how our automatic appraisals work even when we don't have any context or knowledge about the situation. We might see a stranger laughing or crying, and our faces would unconsciously mirror their expression. It's like our bodies are hardwired to respond to the emotions of others, even if we don't understand the reason behind them.

But how do we recognize these emotions in the first place? Our automatic appraisals are responsible for that too. They constantly scan the environment, picking up cues from body language, facial expressions, and tone of voice to determine the emotional state of others.

This empathic nature is a defining characteristic of humans, but some individuals have learned to control their automatic appraisals. Monks, for example, have trained themselves to switch from automatic to reflective mode.

Now, when they see someone laughing or crying, they take a moment to reflect on the situation before responding. This gives them partial control over their reactions and allows them to empathize at will. They can choose to break or accelerate their empathic responses as needed, making them masters of their emotional states.

The concept of psychopathy is a complex one.

Typically, psychopaths are characterized by their inability to feel empathy towards others. However, some psychopaths have been known to exhibit empathic behavior at will, which suggests that their lack of empathy might be a conscious choice rather than a natural trait.

It's also worth noting that psychopaths are often highly intelligent individuals. In fact, there is a thin line between a psychopath and an extremely intelligent person, and it's not always clear where that line lies. Perhaps both are simply highly intelligent on an emotional scale.

Xia Tian, for example, is a god with extreme emotional intelligence. He has the ability to steer his emotional responses at will, which is a significant departure from the automatic appraisals that govern most people's emotional states.

When he speaks to Nyx, he doesn't find her treatment offensive in the least. In fact, he seems almost gleeful at the thought of treating her like a toy.

This is a clear indication of his lack of empathy, but it's also a testament to his emotional intelligence. Whether he is a psychopath or simply an extremely intelligent individual is up for debate, but one thing is clear - his emotions are entirely under his control, unlike the monks who retain only partial control over their emotions.

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