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A ruthless assassin. Fangs of venom. My heart turned to stone the day I lost my mother. Her abandonment leeched all the light from my soul, And when my father followed, it ripped in two. Battling with good and depravity had begun to take its toll, So I created an outlet, a way to feed the poison festering inside of me. After all these years of believing I was unwanted, The truth has come to light, and the darkness is begging for revenge. With my knives strapped, my guns holstered, and my vials pocketed, I start on my mission of finding the man who molded me. It’s only right he faces the glory of his masterpiece. I am the Viper.

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