MALADY: SAINTS

Every Saint Has A Past.

A blurb?

You want me to write a blurb?

Fine. F@#$ it.

Oh? I'm being censored too? Great.

Let me look at the "author approved notes."

It's a superhero book where the superhero is, well, me. And, folks, I'm anything but a hero.

I don't answer to anyone. I don't follow the Rules. The Guardians detest me. The world thinks I'm a madwoman.

Oh, and I hate Zeta Russo--and all the other CEOs, multimillionaires, and corrupt politicians.

They call me Malady, but this city was already diseased when I got here.

I'm just its cure.

November 20th, 2026

THERE ARE NO STRINGS ON ME.

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