Mikaela
90
1415.3.1875
LOG: 1
Ever since this war broke out, I left the Americas. Moved to London instead. I served in that war, and I've been disrespected since. I know work as an undercover spy in Bristol, Wales, Liverpool, and all parts of London. I've seen many things in my life, but ntohing compares to the poor in the streets. I became a rogue so i could defy the rules. Now I'm a rogue to help, care.. I decided it was my time to shine. With my history, life, and personality, I helped people. But, when I was on one of my missions, I tried helping out Queen Victoria. Bad decision. Very, bad, decision. I lost all hope in humanity after that. Since the event, I became an assasin. Killing all the bad and all the people that hurt me. I have no regrets. If anything, its joyful seeing the consequences of life. If you don't like it, get over it.
20.3.1875 The police found my diary. Now I'm locked up. In the slammer. I've tried escaping, but ever since I killed the queen, the police have left my side...
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