The one who breaks the fourth wall!

*Rahhh!!*

The heavy fists of the hulking giant towering over the man twice less his size brought forth bloodlusted cheers from the raging crowds.

The young man slid under the first fist, then flipped over the second, countering mid air with a spinning kick drawing out a brutal crack from his bone.

*KRRAAAKK*

"ARGH!" The giant clutched his jaw in pain, but the man wasn't done as he rushed in, using the cage wall as a propeller, bouncing off to deliver a high knee to the nose then wrapping his legs round his neck then with his weight and momentum, drove the giant head into the ground before flipping back to his feet.

*OOF!*

*CRASH*

The giant soon crashed with an extravagant slam, sinking into the muddy floor of the ring soaked in blood.

"Guess you didn't 'see' that one coming ." The youngman spoke with a sharp turn. The small smug on his beautiful sharp face.

His ink black messy hair, fluttered with the littlest brush of wind. Skin so pale, appeared stark snow white, smooth and baby soft without any blemish. His strong high jaw structure, firm cheekbones, sword shaped brows, thin small nose, and his thin pink lips that added to his charm.

The blood stained white thin cloth wrapped round his eyes added to the mystery.

The sweat dripping down his chiseled athletic physic of a professional Fighter brought the female fans flushing with obvious heat. Taking in his shirtless stance as a Greek god descending from the heaven, delivering eternal retribution drove many females fantasy to the peak.

His arms wrapped in bandages that was covered in blood from not just his bruise but the damage of his opponents.

The way the bandages over his eye fluttered behind his head and his form stance over the downed giant gave him a whole bunch of Aura into his damn farm.

This nigga be Aura farming. Giving Sung-jin Wo a run for his money.

"Haha!! Give it up for the legend himself! BLIND-SPOT!!!" The host yelled from the middle of the cage, lifting the young man hand up in victory, drawing a wild praise from the crowds.

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"My name is Daniel Carter. And I am a retired mercenary from the deadliest group in the entire continent."

The scene shifts to reveal a young child born with his eyes closed shut, sleeping peacefully, diving deeper into dream land.

"And I'll be damned if I spend an entire chapter just for introduction." The scene cuts to the present where Daniel is staring blankly at the narrator who shivered under the intense clothed gaze.

Sorry, no homo feelings.

Without a word to the crowds or the host herself, Daniel simply walked off to the locker room and picked out his clothes and soap and approached the showers.

Taking off all his clothes, his naked form was indeed an eye candy. And finally he took off his blindfold, revealing a beautiful set of golden pupil that flowed with a spiritual spark.

Taking a quick bath, he stepped out in brand new clothes, stylishly donning on a set of white plain sneakers, comfortable brown pants and a soft Carmel top and a brand new blindfold over his eyes.

Suddenly, he stopped before slowly tilting his head backwards.

"You should know better that stealth means nothing to me." Daniel spoke softly with a blank expression. One can tell that he was bored.

Soon a figure stepped out the shadows with little to no footsteps, like he was walking on air, but he actually wasn't. That's indeed the power of an assassin.

"Mr Blind-spot, your senses never seizes to amaze me." The deep voice of the hooded man spoke. His appearance looking deeply suspicious.

The locker that was dark only had one light overhead Daniel, but soon as the figure stepped out the light began to flicker like crazy. The regular cliche of a horror film.

A file was passed to Daniel who just stared blankly at him for a while before replying, "I thought I made it clear... I am done." He said with a frown in his expression. He clearly meant it when he told them he was done.

The snake before him only smiled, saying, "That choice is up to the higher-ups, not you." He said slowly, allowing his words to sink deep before continuing, "This is directly issued by the Boss himself, so ensure not to fuck it up again." He said coldly but was ignored by Daniel who flipped through the file with annoyance, running his fingers through the rough patterned wording.

The thumbprint gave a simple message and a location of where this meeting was to take place.

This is obviously a coy to pull Daniel out of his sweet sweet vacation and back into the business... This is crossing the-

"Oooh~~ A strip club? You've piqued my interest." Daniel interups with a smile, ignoring the buildup the narrator was about to deliver on his behalf.

Ungrateful punk.

Without a second thought, he walked out the locker room with his duffel bag and put the building into the beautiful sunset. The surrounding desolate as the location of the fight club was rather where no red and blue could even dream of discovering...

Soon took a cab and reached his hotel with 12 minutes later.

Grateful for the detour, he branched the hotel restaurant and took a calm meal...

"Hey! No pets in the restaurant." The blonde plump Karen yelled from the side, interrupting Daniel who paused before ignoring her.

"Hey I'm talking to you! You freak!"

'Gawd, can't someone just ignore a man without trouble?' Daniel groaned before turning to the lady and presenting a middle finger to her face, shocking her as she expected him to throw a punch and play victim.

...

"Jesus! I didn't even have a pet on me you blind woman!" Daniel commented, getting a few chuckles from others as he was the one with a blindfold not her.

"That's it! I'm reporting you and your freaky ass to the cops and I would make sure to drop a one star rate for the ungodly reception of this classless hotel. Hmpf." She said with a turn, her flesh juggled in a weird way, causing her double chin to unconsciously clap against each other. This was not plump, this was obese!

Not long later, Daniel finds himself relaxing within the embrace of the subtle soothing seductive vibes of the clubs while sensing the subtle figures... Beside him sat two beauties that chuckled at his vulgar explanation of family friendly shows.

"Yes! Indian romcoms made me see life in a different perspective." Daniel commented, drawing giggles from the ladies as his hands traveled through their bodies without restraint yet with decency.

"Mr Blind-spot, we've been searching for someone with your peculiar talents." A woman off the side comments, drawing the attention of the girls, but Daniel simply ignored her as he pressed on the bodies of the angels beside him. A man of culture he is.