Prologue

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It started when I was 3 and gained my wings. My egg donor thought of me as a disappointment, a broken child, useless, and worthless. All because I had wings. People would describe them as beautiful and angelic. Although, I always viewed them as hideous. After all, they're the reason my parents abandoned me at the doorstep of a  sanctum. My wings are the reason why I am a dirty secret to them. Sometimes I wish I never grew them only to remember that if I didn't I would have to live with the woman who abandoned me and face that possibility if I wasn't perfect enough in her eyes. It wasn't too bad either way because I was never alone and I will never be alone. After all I have Venom with me. Sometimes I do wonder why my Uncle chose me but I choose not to dwell on it. The downside is the amount of chocolate and tater tots I have to eat. My master says I can choose if I want to feed Venom this supplement diet or his regular diet of organs, Venom insisted on the supplemental diet although I left the choice ultimately in his hands. This is the story of how Venom and I became heroes. However, we don't refer to ourselves as such since we don't have very heroic views.


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