In a world of killers and mercenaries, love floats in the air. Warm and intoxicating. It's like sweet and delicious poison.
And all are affected. Isn't that wonderfully terrible?
Aster is a mercenary(maybe not for forseeable future). He's a famed hire. Somewhat of a myth, he's immensely strong(and cheap for how busted he is). However, while good enough to stand with superhumans, he's known for one thing specifically. He is hard to kill. Maybe lucky, maybe cursed, maybe simply different, he scrapes by each time.
Though, one day on a rescue mission(he's placed to search and disturb), he meets this assassin sent to absolutely kill him. Their fists like titanium and expression empty. Destruction granted grace. One thought goes through his head.
"Beautiful."