Vigilante
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I'm not like most billionaires. For one thing, I recently came back from the dead after having faked it for several years to smoke out my killers. I've got a more important mission than simply fucking women. Although that's on the to do list too. After all, I came back from the dead to get the girl and save the world from one, corrupt corporate entity at a time. But business comes before pleasure. Or it should if I can resist the love of my life, Patty Parker, long enough to do my job. My name is Ryder Armstrong. Several years ago, my family was killed an orchestrated terrorist attack. Everyone I loved except for my fiancé died. I spent years learning information about The Six, a group of sinister CEOs who targeted my family to keep their dirty business dirty. They fucked up my life----and now I'm back to fuck up theirs. Like the flame that tore through my city and life, I will burn them to the ground. I am The Revolution. I am The Spark. Let's watch my fire start.
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I am not from this planet. Hell, I am technically not from this galaxy. However, that doesn't change the fact I am here now, and my job is to save what I can on this forsaken planet and what's left of its inhabitants. The problem is that not everyone wants to be saved. I know what you're thinking. You can't save those who don't want to be saved. I bloody well agree. The ones who sent me don't care what you or I think, though. All they care about is numbers. They need a certain success rate to continue to get funding for their "expeditions" and "peacekeeping" efforts. I use both terms loosely here. However, that's what they put on their records, and it's what sounds good and looks suitable to their investors. So this is the way it's going to be. So be it! Oh, did I forget to mention the Universe decided I was the lucky girl to help find the one person who could save us all from self-destruction? Yea, that is a shitty idea, but once again, no one cares what I think.

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