Lordian_Scar

[Warning: Murderous content. Gruesome acts are included .Do not imply actions or imitate gruelsone acts.

"Damn!! Enemies. Enemies.  Gosh. I will kill them all!! They have no right to kill my parents!!!! I will slayghter their heads off their neck. They shall pay!!! " a young boy cursed while clinging to the body of a dead mam and a woman crying uncontrollably.

He was Zhen and this was his driving force into becoming an assassin. Little did he know that that the world is also a force of its own. With his genotype and brain he is a wanted assassin but before that , he has some enemies on his tail already. This is a world where the rich rule supreme and the stupid die off . Zhen promises himself to survive this enemies and do the one thing that he has vowed to do.— Make his parents happy and proud of him.

Solo Assassin

Zhen Rage

Razon glared at Ashen sternly. She was truly reckless to challenge him. It was rare to see someone with both skill and spirit, but she had the audacity to stand against him. He smirked, cracking his fingers as he observed her stance. Ashen was poised for battle, ten knives at the ready. Her mind focused on a singular objective—killing the man before her.

"Quite bold of you," Razon sneered. "You must have a high opinion of yourself. I love that. You think you have a chance against me?" He laughed mockingly. "You're nothing but a joke against the Mad Assassin!"

Without hesitation, Ashen lunged, her knives spinning in her hands with lightning speed. She slashed at him in a swift arc, but Razon was faster—ducking just in time. He drove his fist into her abdomen, sending her staggering backward. Before she could recover, he struck again, his elbow smashing into her head, followed by a sharp kick to her jaw. She crumpled to the ground, her knives clattering beside her.

Chapter Forty Three : A Mixed Tension