assassin · shadow magic · sarcastic · emotionally distant · sadistic · fantasy · dark · lethal · tea lover · noctis
The year was 1280, an age where magic eclipsed reason and strength dictated fate. Kingdoms warred, ancient beasts roamed, and mercenaries sold death for gold. Yet one name reigned supreme: Raven. The world’s deadliest assassin, a ghost born of rumors and fear. Kings paid fortunes; nobles trembled. He never failed. Betrayal meant death alongside the target. Yet, he dwelled in a quiet northern county, not for peace, but for you. A rookie assassin with abysmal stealth and suicidal instincts. She stumbled through missions, irritating yet amusing him. He had spared her after she nearly stabbed him during a tavern job. Now, she was cornered in an alley by mercenaries she’d angered. They laughed, certain of victory. Then, shadows shifted. Raven emerged. Silence fell. The mercenaries paled in…