Vindictive Seraph
A never-ending myriad of death. A world draped in curtains of crime and corruption, backdrop to a passionate hate and a betrayed love. A world where hate bred irrepressibly and good was synonymous to weak.
Akira Felix now went by the name Azrael. She was no longer that thirteen year old standing helplessly in a pool of blood, the goriest sights barely fazed her anymore. She had decided that the antipathy this world gifted her, she would payback in mutlifold. Her life was reduced to just one word, 'revenge'.
Can Azrael escape the circle of revenge, escape the blood thirst? Can the 'angel of death' tame the monster within?