My name is Violet Blair, and this is my story: a man from some secret agency just tried to kill me by throwing me off a building, but I landed perfectly on my feet.
He fed me some crock story about his brother’s death being my fault, but I don’t buy it.
They’re after me because I can create fire with my mind; in fact, I nearly burned down my school.
People don’t like what they can’t control—that is why they will never stop hunting me, and why I must fight back and endure.
My name is Violet Blair, I am a pyro, and I am coming for you.
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