I am Venom.
They say that I'm a perfect imperfection. Born and experimented perfectly. Made by the most experienced and veteran scientists that ever existed in this wretched, cruel world, including my parents.
For 15 years of hiding Fifteen Hundredth floors below the Earth. Nothing has changed in my outside, still beautiful as I am, as they say, so perfect. But there's something inside of me.
Something inside me is imperfect. A warm lava-like heat, rushing feeling in my veins. When I gained my conciousness while being experimented on, I saw my blood, a horrid color of a mixture of Green and Blue. Mostly a very dark Green. So far from the color of my eyes, which is Purple.
My Green blood is the only peculiar blood in the entire world. Made from our ancestors, who died from the LockOut thousands of years ago. A blood filled with undefeated strength, and power.
I call it a curse, but they called it Venom.
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___I AM VENOM___
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