SoulBreaker

People would lie, but gold coins would not. Sword had seen too many betrayals. One second there were two close people, promised to protect each other forever. And the next second it would be a complete break, or a knife stabbed in each other's chest without explanations. And he, was that knife. Assassination after assassination, frequent confrontation with danger and challenges, Sword had sharpened the excellent vigilance and determination. It was a priceless treasure for any assassin. He didn't mind doing the dirty work that others saw as shameful. On the contrary, he enjoyed it. On one hand, he was absolutely confident in his assassination skills, and on the other hand, who could resist the temptation of money? But recently Sword had some trouble - he was running out of money. It was all the fault of this damn Sigma City. The streets were always full of temptations. No matter how hard he tried to earn money, it always had a way to make him back to penniless in one night. In the amusement hall of Sigma City, he finally spent the last gold coin he had.

Another stupid rich man with no self-awareness … of his evil deeds, looking at the sleeping target in front of him, Sword did not feel a trace of pity inside. This guy must had spent a lot of money on the security system to dare to sleep with no concern. But all this was like a fishing net full of holes in front of Sword's infiltration skills and magicka technology. Sword cleanly wiped out this night's target without causing the man a single moment of pain. He then carefully cleared up the traces of the scene and set the whole luxurious mansion on fire. He respected his employer's request - to disguise the murder as a fire incident. The fire was raging. Just as Sword was about to hide in a dark alley, he heard a sound not far from him - two newborn cats. There was no sign of the mother cat, and seeing that the fire was about to spread to their den under the roof … Sword paused, but chose to continue running. He had little time to escape after all. Hopefully they would have a better second life ...... That was all he could tell himself now, right?

★ Sword wandered through the Louis marketplace, expecting someone to come to him with a large bag of gold coins and give an assassination offer. People came and went, dressed in different outfits, with curiosity or disgust on their faces. Most of them were not concerned with the purpose of others. They only cared about what they wanted themselves. This was the largest black market on the entire continent. Anything you want, no matter how rare, can be found here - even if it was the head of some unlucky person. Sword's past missions were issued by the Assassin Organization, which would take a large portion of the commission to keep as profit. While at the same time, the Assassin Organization also set extremely harsh regulations and insurmountable creed. Getting personal jobs without the organization's permission like Sword did, had already violated the organization's rules. But he desperately wanted new business, as long as the money came, any work he would be willing to do. His equipments were damaged during the last mission, and it was a huge expense to reacquire those equipments. What's more, he had two newborn cats waiting him to feed them at home.