Ariathros

"I'll be the final killer in this world to end killing. Killing will only become history after I die. There is no one else who could do this but me."

In a world where killing is already a common occurrence, a reaper will rise. An assassin's blood stain the skin of a young girl living a simple life. With her identity buried in her past, she kills every killer on her list without hesitation. Her journey inside the tower will lead her to an immortal who will guide her in changing her single-sided mentality.

As the two protagonists attempt to escape the deadly games, they will soon delve into the history of the game. In particular, they will learn what it means to be a Descendant of Death.

Descendants of Death

"It's my pleasure to see the Eye," I said with a smirk as I look at Satoru's blooming eyes.

"Such becoming and shining face… My Goddess!" He exclaimed with a grin that extends from ear to ear.

"You freaking nerd!" Seki exclaimed as he knocks Satoru's head. "You're being too rude to our guest here! Show some manners and manhood!"

"I'm sorry," he said but with his drool open mouth.

"You're not even intending what you've just said," Seki said. "By the way, Miss Saori, what's next? Should I head to our hideout?"

"No. Satoru, is it? Are the communications to the outside secured?"

"Do you see these bunch of dead weights here? Sadly, they're here by Clyde's command. It's my deadline now to block external communications but I declined," Satoru said.

"And that's the reason you're in that small box?" I asked.

Only Narrow Body That Can Fit