My name is Zeph. Im not going to give you my last name, why would I? Im a serial killer and my identity needs to remain secret, just like my face that I hide inside my motorcycle helmet. Im actually a first responder too, which makes my second job a little easier to do. Not only do I save innocent people from the dangers of fire, but I also use the flames as my weapon of choice while ridding this Earth of the diseased filth that destroys it.
I was pretty much happy living my life, just doing my own thing...
My name is Zeph. Im not going to give you my last name, why would I? Im a serial killer and my identity needs to remain secret, just like my face that I hide inside my motorcycle helmet. Im actually a first responder too, which makes my second job a little easier to do. Not only do I save innocent people from the dangers of fire, but I also use the flames as my weapon of choice while ridding this Earth of the diseased filth that destroys it.
I was pretty much happy living my life, just doing my own thing until I met her. She turned my world upside down and inside out and made my already fragile schizophrenic brain go haywire. Ive never wanted a woman before, I dont even know what love is, but I think shes chnged all that. The problem is, is she dead or alive? Youll have to read my story to find out.
