So, I decide to post the prologue of the upcoming story before the current story was over, sort of like a sneak peek. I've gotten good reviews from @My Name Is Joe The Hand , @BlueWho67 , @GooseTheKitten , @The Nerdiest Fangirl , @Toast Fruggie ,@Barney Slayer , @The3rdComin and @DragonGalEmyEx. So, let's go! Please provide your feedback on this prologue: Was it better than my OG story, or is it worse?

Prologue

It was me. All these years, it was me; I was the monster. But, now, it has changed. I am weak. I am old. Not them. They’re still young. They don’t age, not anymore. I am alone. Both Evan and Elizabeth lost their lives. They lost their lives to my creations. Clara left me after that. Michael was the only one with me. But now, he is after me; he has realized who I am. Or, at least, who I was. I had sent him to get Liz to rest peacefully. It didn’t work. I have to end this. All of them should rest in peace. But, they can’t rest. They are hunting me, or rather, Michael. I can’t let this happen. I must stop them. I must save my last hope. I must start my journey through the path of redemption. I will meet them face to face, and I will repent. I hope so, at least. I don’t know if I will return alive. They didn’t, they couldn’t. I didn’t do it for pure joy. I had reasons. I too, had reasons. I wanted to entertain them, bring them joy. But, I ended up bringing them sorrow and death. They mocked me when I was myself, but they adored me when I was the golden bunny. It went on for two weeks. I couldn’t stand it, I wish I could have, I wish I did, but, in a last attempt to stop them, I brought them lifelessness through what they themselves adored. Then, the second murder. I wish they hadn’t decided to laugh at me when I was drunk. In a fit of rage, I did it. I murdered another five children, five innocent children, like mine. I paid the price. I lost Henry. I hadn’t killed little Charlie...purposefully; it was an accident. I lost my only friend, the one who looked at my inside, not my skinny wrinkly outside. After he realized that I had done another two murders, he was sure I did it all purposefully. The inside that he saw in me was now dark, with the pure intention of murdering children. He tried to kill me, multiple times. It was then that Evan died, in the fateful year of 1983. Torn by sorrow, I created the Funtime animatronics. I shouldn’t have, since then went Liz and Clara. Michael was the only one whom I had. I stopped my madness when I realized all it did was destroy everyone, me and the relatives of the victims. I hoped that Michael would be able to undo my past sins. He is doing it, just not the way I imagined. I never even dreamt that he would turn against me. I realize that it is me who has to undo my sins.

NOTE: I gave CC the name Evan and Ms. Afton Clara so they make sense in the story!