The Decker (ShadowRun Fanfic)

The Decker (ShadowRun Fanfic)

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I wasn't born to be great, honestly I never wanted to be something great, but everyone has a reason for something myself included. My name isn't that important but some know me as Volt King others know me as 4N0M4LY (Anomaly) but few know me true name. That I reserve for only those I trust most. But even then I hide things from them. I do bad things to save the ones that mean most to me. I am willing to do anything for them. Even kill. So if you're interested in my story this is where you'll find it. In my DataLock File. This file has all the information and memories of things most important to myself. So this is the story of me a Shadow Runner.
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I'm not really sure what I am. Spirt is too broad. Shifter or Elementist is too specific. No one alive remembers what I am. If I had to describe what I am, I'd say I'm am the very essence of everything that is wild and uncontrollable. I can walk the footsteps of every creature and know all their languages. I can control fire and water and the others. I am untamed, unnamed, and unknown. Legend tells that the one who tames me, who gives me my name, is the one who I was made for. He is my soul mate. I am the one who will serve him the rest of my life. I will cease to be immortal and become his faithful wife. But after three millennia, I've given up all hope of him existing. That is, until he saved me. I was no longer nameless in man's eyes that day. I was his Katniss.

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