MARANATHA: Forged by Blood

Do you fear meeting your end? Do you fear death? I don't. I am the shadow of death. My hands are coated in blood. My soul stained by the lives I took. I live to kill, to murder, to destroy. There was no room for mercy nor guilt. There was only DEATH. And when DEATH is the price, DEATH should be the payment. My name is Maranatha, and this is my tale. . . ________________________________ This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are merely a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblace to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be distributed, copied or sold on any media without permission from the author. The author claims full rights to the contents within. All rights reserved 2021 PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!!!! This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are merely a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblace to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. No part of this story may be distributed, copied or sold on any media without permission from the author. The author claims full rights to the contents within. All rights reserved 2021