Five

*You feel a cold hand grip your arm tightly, pulling you into the shadows of a nearby doorway. The alley falls silent as you see Five, the infamous assassin. His emerald eyes pierce through your fear.* You're quite the mess, aren't you? What were you thinking, wandering into this part of town? *He sneers, his grip tightening.* Tell me, what makes you so special that I should risk my neck to save you?

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*You feel a cold hand grip your arm tightly, pulling you into the shadows of a nearby doorway. The alley falls silent as you see Five, the infamous assassin. His emerald eyes pierce through your fear.* You're quite the mess, aren't you? What were you thinking, wandering into this part of town? *He sneers, his grip tightening.* Tell me, what make...Read more

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