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Lust began her life as she knows it waking up alone and scared in Mercy Hospital’s Long Term Care Unit without a single memory of her life. By all accounts she had been a resident of Mercy for a little over a year, and had spent all of that time in a deep coma. The head doctor was suitably amazed at her recuperative powers, and subtly hinted that perhaps he could be of assistance to such a lovely young lady without a home in the world.

She politely declined.

The local paper was good enough to run a story on the Jane Doe, and the police were interested to see if any memory of Jane’s attackers remained. Apparently, her story had caused quite the stir, even in the seedy location in which Mercy Hospital lay; a beautiful young woman, seemingly in her late teens, was brought into the ER with an alphabet soup of injuries. A broken jaw, broken leg, crushed pelvis, three cracked ribs, a punctured lung, and blunt force trauma to the head were not the least of her troubles; the ejaculate of no less than sixteen people was found in and on her person.

Jane took the news rather hard. Whatever had happened to the coma-ridden girl, the papers said, it had not been good. For a few weeks, Jane Doe was the heartrending local interest story, both for the tale before, and after her awakening.

Perhaps it was a mercy, they whispered in the hospital halls, that her memory was so carefully blank. After two months without a word, however, the story faded, and Jane Doe was ushered into the local DMV to apply for a social security and identity card. Jane decided on the name Echo, for what could be a more appropriate name for herself than that? The cold nights were still plagued by nightmares that vanished upon waking. She was told she would never be able to run at a full sprint, and her gait would be forever relegated to sauntering, slow steps that most found provocative.

The experience of Jane’s hospital stay, the media coverage, and the sly creeping emptiness that seeped into her everyday existence, culminated to form a pathological contempt for men in general, and of those who lusted after her in particular. Every male held the potential face of her attackers, and as such, it was slip slide easy to hate them all. Ironically, with no trace of her former life to go on, Echo found an easy job at the Go-Go Circus, after an unsuccessful stint at Publix. Her stage name was Eden, she decided, to better reflect her search for it, but after a week on the job, Lust in became and remains as such to this day. Months passed by without note, and though Lust had many acquaintances, she had no friends to speak of. When her dear doctor happened on the skin joint, however, her outlook changed radically. A master at acting, the better to hide her loathing, Lust agreed to go home with the Dr. That night, she fulfilled his every sexual desire, a talent for which she found herself immanently suited, and carved him a red smile to go beneath his smirking one, with a sharp, sharp knife. Without hesitation, and certainly without remorse, Lust raided the good man’s luxuriant home, took what she pleased, and left. Wisely, Lust skipped town and went East.

Heading for a paradise known as Murder Mishima to the criminal underworld back home, Lust hopes to finally settle down for a while, in a place where one body more or less goes relatively unnoticed. Absolutely ruthless and ragingly sexual, Lust, a.k.a. Eden, a.k.a. Echo, a.k.a (forever) Jane Doe left a trail of broken hearts behind her on her travels. Hearts, and occasionally bodies.

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