Buyong

Ein was a hitman on hire. A killer, a shadow, a death with insomnia, if you may.

He had witnessed countless pairs of eyes dim as the light of life faded, leaving nothing but vile hollowness. Needless to say, the sight of a soul popping out of the dead body was a first. 

And it wasn't just any soul. It was the dead heir of Byers Holdings, the same guy he killed with his own hands. Turns out the rich boy Adriel had a horribly irritating and loud soul, but worst of it all - impossible to get rid of.

Who would have thought that killing on a blue moon night could lead to being haunted?

When a Hitman Gets Haunted by a Ghost

BOOM! The tunnel shook with a violent blast, knocking the air out of Adriel. He bowed his head lower, shielding it with both hands.

A wave of dirt, splinters, and an alarming amount of rotten wood flew over him in an icy breeze.

The last pieces of the door landed behind him with a heavy thunk, thunk, thunk.

When he was sure the only sound he heard was the ringing in his ears, he looked up at the evil spirit, wide-eyed. There were no nice words on his mind.

"You can pass now," Hale informed him casually, dusting off his hands after a good explosion of dark energies.

"None of this..." Adriel shoved himself forward with a grunt, practically diving out of the tunnel, "...is safe."

The second his palms hit solid ground, he heaved himself up and stood. Finally.

Series of Bad Ideas