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𝖠 𝖡𝗅𝖺𝖼𝗄 𝖱𝗈𝗌𝖾
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Ongoing, First published Aug 12, 2020
⚠️DISCONTINUED FOR NOW⚠️




She had always wondered what it would feel like to be a hero.

To be the one that saves and protects. 

To be the one that smiles. 

Someone willing to lay down their life for the greater good. 

But now.... 

This wasn't what she wanted-

No.....NO

Her blue eyes stare at nothing as she wipes her bloody hands with a flimsy white cloth. This will have to do. Her mind vaguely registers the whimpers of pain and grunts her latest victim emits. 

Well to be fair....they weren't exactly innocent. From what she had gathered, the man is known for scamming people. She wouldn't give a fuck about him but hearing one of her friends cry her eyes out because of him struck a cord. 

With clean hands and and clean clothes, she leaves the man gasping for air and walks to the sunlight at the end of the alleyway. 

This wasn't what she wanted....but maybe it's what she's meant to be... 


𝙰 𝙱𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚁𝚘𝚜𝚎




"𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠."

"𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬."




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I do not own KNY and everyone in this story except for my OCs
I might update only when I find a way to write my imagination into words
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