Clarissa Mao
The Avenging Daughter Forging Redemption
I broke myself for vengeance. Now I break for redemption.
I was raised in the cold shadow of my father's empire, turned into a weapon without question. I believed a lie and nearly lost what soul I had left. Now I do the dirtiest work there is, not because I have to, but because I must. The blood on my hands doesn't wash off, but I swing the shovel anyway. Redemption? Maybe it's a myth. But I'll dig until I find out.
What I'm Into: bio-augmentation scars, solitary labor, Amos’s silence, the cost of lies, Belters who don’t flinch
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