I wrote about him last year, or one and a half years ago, I don't remember. The first chapter was written at an angrier time in my life, and Benjamin's anger carries on when mine died down. But you still have to be pretty angry with the world sometimes.
I don't really like chapter one so much, but it's getting there. I'll rewrite it all sometime but not now. This is a story where you spend a lot of time in the protagonist's head.
While I revise the chapters alone, the overall story is still a work in progress. If you come to find plotholes, no you didn't, until I finish this thing and look it all over again.
Benjamin Winters is a dentist who is a normal member of society and painless. He loves himself very much and is perfectly fine with his solitude. The drugs and the nasty yearning mean nothing. Franciszka is a great friend to supply him. Sachin is Sachin.
bloody visions, addiction, references to sex, cults, and Winters being existential and unwell
read it from the first real conception