Shredder - S.S. (Hiatus)
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Last published Tue, Feb 28, 2017
I'm stuck in Echien House. Why? Well after watching your whole family be ripped piece by piece, it does something to you. But what if you're the one who did it? What do you feel? Nothing. You feel nothing. That's me I have a unknown disease. It goes for the brain first making it do things that you never wanted to do. Making you think that the right is wrong and wrong is right. I don't have a last name anymore, but people here call me "Shredder", but my name is Jerome Ayro and I'm the Shredder.
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