What comes to mind is The Picture of Dorian Gray, which I read in college. This guy unwittingly sells his soul so his portrait will age and reflect his rotten treatment of people, while he stays young and flawless. The guy leads a life of total debauchery, hanging out in opium dens, screwing anything that moves, murdering his enemies. Causing the death of the one girl he actually loved. That’s not me. Not me. Shit.
