Sincerely your Killer(Ongoing)
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Destiny is a girl, well not exactly a girl more like a collage girl with a 'special talent' let's say. A very exquisite talent she has never told a soul.
Destiny is quiet, secretive and is a blond little b¡tch. The thing is she loves to write letters so she started a trend and became 'Sincerely' you might just think "that this is a weird nickname to call a girl" but no...her letters aren't for the teachers assessment or an apology to the girl who she had bullied or anything like that, she is called 'Sincerely' for one reason only...because it's the last word they read before...they DIE or in Destiny's case she kills them.
Ding, ding...that's right, Destiny Red is a serial killer.
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