The only way I know I'm not insane, is when I tell myself that I'm sane. And more than half my words are not my own, it's like slipping up all the damned time and unleashing horrors.
My radar keeps pinging in this crowded jungle of a city, even with my eyes shut. There's people who pay waaaay too much attention to villains. You know, everyday people.
Some people look too hard. Some people can hear your thoughts and hunt you down like a dog. Some people... are people. Boo.
If you're a supe, here's a guide for you.
Here's a little taste of paranoia.
Stay hidden.
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Adversary
Mystery / ThrillerWritten from the perspective of the villain in a world of supes, this story describes an average psycho's journey from a powerless tool to the greatest adversary that Haven City has ever known. ////AUTHOR's NoTE//// All names, concepts and places, a...
