Vincent Meyers wasn't born into the world-he was forced. With a twist of science and the ancient powers of the Lazarus Pit, he was created in defiance of death itself. Raised by the military and later claimed by the shadowy Court of Owls, he became their prized assassin-but unlike the others, Vincent still remembers what it means to be human. Haunted by questions, hunted by the truth, and shaped by forces beyond his control, he must choose whether to follow the path carved for him or break it entirely.
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#1 teentitans 8/23/25
He was known as the Indoraptor Prototype, and he was created to be an engine of relentless death. Nothing more, and nothing less. Throughout his whole life he has had nothing, but he has never been nothing. From his birth into the world, he has been caged, trained, tested, and tortured. Will he yet taste freedom? What can he do in a world where he has no purpose?