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

Unlike the usual office flooded with busy people, Darius came inside the building without even encountering a single person. The doors are wide open, but it doesn't feel like it is giving its welcome to visitors. He didn't bother being paired with ghosts, that's why he went straight to the head covenant's office and sees Silvestre smoking out the window, the same thing he always does.

Darius went beside "Can I have some smoke?" Darius asked as he opens his palm towards Sivlestre.

"I'm not informed that you're a smug one."

"I'm just trying one. You're always saying that this is your comfort. Well, this is the time to prove it," Darius said. Silvestre didn't hesitate to give him a stick of cigar. Just after Silvestre lit it, Darius inhaled the smoke like a water diver. His diaphragm twists, making him cough loud smokes continuously. His airless vomit made Silvestre laughs hard, showing his bell out.

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