Fifty word story: Hero?


  

I glide through the night. Masked and hiding from those I am protecting.

All heroes are secret.

Leave me be and let me work out my personal vendetta. I will keep people safe in my own way.

Violence marks my path, destruction is inevitable.

Those in my way, die, terribly.

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