Unfortunate Coincidence
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  • Parts 3
  • Time 15m
Ongoing, First published Jan 20, 2015
The rain poured down with cold strength. The street lamps glowed orange. Not a single soul in sight. 

It was the perfect place to kill. 

A girl walked down the edge of the sidewalk, kicking up her legs dramatically. "I'm so lonely." She sighed, then giggled, as if she was just told a funny joke. The girl played with the bloody katana that she held in her cold hands, carelessly swinging it from side to side. 
She quickly jerked it up wards, and let the blood fall on her face with a gleeful smile. "Oh my," She mused, "To think that they were just about to get married." She giggled and jumped up and down. "I'll meet you in hell."
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Mesperyain is my name. Killing is my game. At only 7 years old, I was almost killed. I ran right in front of a car. Half of my bones shattered on impact. Now I'm half metal. 

They sent me to an asylum after I killed my parents in a fit of rage. That's when I snapped. I escaped and taught myself martial arts to defend myself and stole a katana to kill.
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