Oh I'm sorry did you assume this dealt with politics? No, not at all this subject matter is far more important than whatever CNN is producing. As most of you imbeciles know my name is Clarice Michelle Zeraz. I made this special broadcast to let everyone know why its me who runs the show. Shall we look over my recent accomplishments? Please, allow me to refresh your memories.
Prologue - 2011 Ends
Kiss the Blood from My Hand: Return of the Exiled - I think it began after Cassidy Lockhart murdered my previous body during the war for France. At the time I caught myself in a moral dilemma. Helping Mister LeBeau as a favor for all the good he had done for thee Zeraz Legacy. And I don't blame Cassidy for what occurred because quite frankly I was under the control of a powerful sorceress. So much was happening to me both mentally as well as physically. Not to mention the fact that I held back considerably for a woman of my power scale. Nevertheless when I returned there was this new found attitude of maintaining a legitimate legacy that continues to cloud my thoughts. Don't get me wrong I understand I'm not the most liked woman in the world but what I've done is good in my eyes. I did and will do anything to reinstate prestige and purpose into the Zeraz name. Sadly, love could not stand in my way and Michael needed to be handled. After some thinking over the situation I decided to prove worth to a world filled with fakers.Summer of Zeraz
Accolades
Iberian Empire - No one one saw it coming but after the death of Mikepool; Clarice Michelle found herself enamored in a secret affair with impervious Impero. After discussing their liked minded plans these two had no other choice but to combine their mind bending plots in order to counter a globe filled with powerful beings. Recently named Empress of Iberia, the redheaded mystery brings her various connections with the Al-Qasim movement and Olympus background to her new home country.Crisis in Olympus - Gods wage an all out war. Its the previous generation versus the new breed with Clarice Zeraz and Sayomi Nakamura caught in between. After working seamlessly with one another on previous occasions; the two witches play both teams effortlessly. When push comes to shove the new king must broker a deal with the violet eyed vixen. Named his executive administrator for eternity, businesswoman Clarice takes it upon herself to clean up the kingdom of those she deems traitorous. In recent time Zeus, Victor Grey, Artemis, Demeter, and Hermes have been properly handled.
Paradise and Fear - Victor Frenzy has a ground breaking vision. His hopes and dreams can only be obtainable with the assistance of a specific breed of humankind. Chosen as the first of three founders; Clarice Michelle brings her cunning intelligence and manipulative mannerisms into a pool of unbridled strength, adversity, and intelligence. Days ago it was absorbed into Iberia but still remains independent. With an Empress by the side of Flucks and Sicarius; Paradise is here for the long run. Beware its power or perish.
Who is Clara Mass?
If you've ever wanted to know why she's so far gone than read the beginning of her journey into manipulation.......Clarice connects her mind with Alceus the magnificent. If Victor were to intervene in this process, he too would succumb to the mental imagery about to be on display. Smiling uncontrollably, she lets out a moan as dazed memories slowly return. Knowing Park was in the distance, Clarice couldn't care less. It was okay to stare. After all who wouldn't want to be within the vicinity of perfection incarnated on the Earthly realm?
Allow me to tell you of my life and tribulations. Not many people know this but I was once a mercenary. I often killed for the United States government. Contracted killer I suppose but it was the life I knew. Nothing more and nothing less. One night this woman came to me in my dreams as she did for a majority of my purposeless life. This time however she foretold of a new life that I would live. One that would involve riches and happiness. For some time I ignored her inklings until an abrupt alien invasion took the world by storm while Earth's mightiest heroes ran amok on the planet of Ninjeta. I would learn of my godly heritage and realize that I am a granddaughter of Hera. I was baffled. Unable to cope with the idea that I wasn't a human being. Three days later I would find myself in the company of a nephew I never knew.
By his side I was the hero known as Clara Mass. My inability to get over my past however often brought me in conflict with the demons of hell and my mother Merola. Revelation upon revelation, slapped onto me like tight handcuffs. Verbally abused and tortured. Hera and her schemes tried to break me, manipulate my mind, make me a weapon but it would backfire. I would learn of my destiny but for years I have ignored such a destiny. Too be a Queen was never in my path. What would I do with such power? I was a lonely girl in a lonely world. No one loved me like my family but still it would not heal my wounds. I tried being a hero. I really did. Protecting the innocence was amazing but no one would protect me. I lost my closest friend, Stella Hamasaki...because of an event no one in the magical kingdom can remember.
One night I pushed through the problems but it wasn't enough. Hera had finally broken me, magic was once my strength and now my weakness. Murdered by the Dark Huntress because of the manipulations of the vile Gloomix. I was no more. Who could possibly love a woman without a true alignment. Sure there was Mikepool. He gave me a son but I did it out of neccessity and I blame myself for hurting this man. He loves me in a way that I cannot love him. I try and I try but to no avail. One night I gave up on the world. Realizing that I belong in the ranks of Gambler. Killers are my kind, they've always been.
An epiphany of sorts came upon me. Enough of listening to the every whim of others. I was done with caring about people who quite frankly, don't give two shits about me. I joined the better side of life, my own side. I play around with the egos of men and women alike. I have fun in ways I've never done before. I live life on my terms and these terms are tasteless. Slut shaming me is pathetic just because I like toying around. I'm not some floozy. I don't have sex for money. I'm strong. I'm confident. I am me. I don't want your pity. I don't want your sympathy. I just want to be respected and treated like a normal person.
I have no ulterior motives. I'm just done be secretive. I tell it how it is. Just don't expect me to lay on my back and be treated like a sacrificial lamb. The Gods have ruined me. There is no room for recovery. From now on I do what I do. Funny I know. You expected something horrid like I'm just some one dimensional villain. No, I'm not. My name is Clarice Michelle Zeraz. And I do as I want.
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