The AssassinIt became dark and cruel the winds began to pick up its chill from the north, i walked in the city of displeasent, and my eyes began drowsey there was blood on my coat and i left my head hanging inside of my deep hood, the streets lights was horrible that even it blink or the bulb of the light soruces just ran out of energy, deep in mind i had other mission besides kill those mafia. I can sense and feel other in need,pain, anguish and death. Though i was required to kill, murder, make my enemies fall and feel the pain of my owned wraith.The Assassin by hail1
"I was the assassin."
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Personal Quote: "Life is rebirth, reborn, regrow, but for us its redemption"