The Cult of Me – is a goth chick’s wet dream

3 of 5 Mind-Bending Stars – The Cult of Me by Michael Brookes.

I really liked this book. The story was fascinating. The narrator of this book is like an evil Professor Xavier, who can read minds, manipulate minds, control people with his mind, etc.

His talent starts out innocent enough. It’s just some stupid party trick. But then, he gets bored. He starts hanging out with some goth kids. Starts making people do things. Kills some animals. You know, the usual serial killer type training.

Then, he kills a bunch of people and gets sent to prison. All of the brutal murders were captured on CCTV. It was pretty damn obvious that he was guilty. There were even several eye witnesses. But, when the trial started, none of the witnesses could testify because evil Professor X would just hijack their brain.

That’s the first half of this book. And it was awesome. Then, it turns into a completely different story. I mean, it goes from being a cool serial killer story to a story of literal Armageddon.

The courts somehow figure out that evil Professor X has this gift, this talent that can manipulate minds. So, of course, some secret society takes over the case, and locks up evil X for their own personal amusement. They put X through some silly mental boot camp, so X can defeat the evil guy who’s trying to summon the Armageddon.

It’s like after the trial, Dan Brown took over writing this book. It just turned into the goddamn DaVinci Code. Rife with symbols and gods and demons and secret societies, and what the fuck. I don’t get it. He took a perfectly good story and just had to go and skull fuck it.

Seriously, once you get to chapter 22 in this book, which is right about the halfway point, just throw it away, or burn it, or piss on it. Just don’t continue reading it, because it turns into complete horseshit.

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