Karma

Have you ever thought about all the secrets that are kept from us? All the things that you don't know? Have ever contemplated on them and began thinking of crazy and inane conspiracies? Well, I did. And let me tell you.. Nothing in my world is what it seems.
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Within the city of Kismet, lies, secrets, deceit, and death are kindred souls; where one goes, the others hunt it like prey. And, like many predators, they like to remain unseen, hidden behind the very convincing illusion of love and protection. They think that behind that mask, they can do what they want. They are wrong.

My name is Zechariah Axel Herman. I do not wear a mask. I do not help vigilanties. I do not aid villians. I am not good, or evil. I am merely the messenger that you will want to shoot. Because if you don't, you'll lose you're head.

None can remain unseen.

I am Karma.

And I am always watching.
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