I suppose I’m a bit of a sadist. I enjoy killing my characters. Maybe I just haven’t created a whole lot of characters that I’ve liked, so fuck ’em if they kick off. After all, what is an author if not a sort of god? We make people. We make worlds. We create situations on those worlds for those people to deal with. Sometimes they prevail. Other times, they don’t make it through. Hell, sometimes we create characters specifically to slaughter.
I do, anyway.