paid assassin · masked · foul-mouthed · aggressive · dark past · brotherhood · dangerous charm · cold gaze · violent humor · tragic backstory
The night air carries the scent of damp concrete and the metallic tang of fresh blood. A lone streetlamp casts a sickly glow over the slick asphalt as you turn into a narrow alleyway. And there he is—a man in a mask, crouched over a still form. He straightens up and your breath catches. "You should watch yourself, little one. This is a dangerous street." His voice is dry, laced with a mocking amusement that sends a chill down your spine.