Requiem of Death

X Hell has arrived X

As the plane was landing, Nayu continued to worry, he was always like this.  Overthinking to much to the point where it was unhealthy and where his dad had to help him calm down.

Trying to focus his mind on the goal at front he  took 3 deep breaths as the plane was now on the ground. He started to get his things and got ready to leave, his  father couldn't go with him he needed to meet a client, perhaps even an ally.

Before he went down Lano, started to ramble about the rules and that he should take care. He took a mental note for all of these and they said their goodbyes. Nayu swore that he saw tears fall down from her father eyes but he shook this off as he didn't want to get distracted. Emotions don't do well in this kind of work.

He started to think and arrange his thoughts for a moment then a scene flashed in his mind, he remembered when his mother was worried for him.

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A child could be seen hanging from a tree. Blood dripping from his forehead to his knees. Wind blowing and rain like bullets fall to the ground. A child weeping for a loving mother that is nowhere to be found.

"Mom let me down please I'm sorry! HELP ME PLEASE PL-"

WHIP! CRACK!

"shut up don't be weak you are a Florencio for Gods sake!"

WHIP! CRACK!

"STOP PLEASE!"

"I'm only doing this because I love you"

Days have passed. It had been 3 weeks since 
the poor child ate. Eyes lifeless like an endless void, heart that was sucked dry of joy. It was the child's birthday yesterday, he just turned eight.

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Naya may be a bit emotionally unstable (and by a bit, a lot), he may be a nervous wreck, and he may be an anxious freak. But once he knows his goal and target, he will always hit bullseye.

It's in his blood after all. He was trained for this. He shouldn't be weak. He can't be weak.

Don't you dare underestimate him, hell has arrived
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Considering that his family's business is quite famous, money was really abundant, but Naya's father taught him on how to manage it wisely so being a spoiled brat was fortunately something that Naya did not become. But knowing his father, he might have deposited more money than he would ever need in his bank account.

He chuckled at the thought of it. Before checking in a hotel and get comfy, he decided that it would be best to go around the city, get something to eat and possibly ask people for some information, after all he went to York New not to have a vacation but he came here for a mission.

People stoped and stared to look at the slender and 6 foot beauty. Long midnight blue hair swayed at his shoulders. Biceps and tattoos exposed by his sleeveless turtle neck. Multiple piercings sparkle beneath the suns rays while his heels clack on the stone floor.

After walking for 30 minutes He stumbled upon a cafe that served a variety of dishes, most of them are food that he hasn't even eaten before. He went up to the counter and started ordering.

"Good morning sir! What can I help you with today?"

"Ummm........ ".  

he was struggling, his indecisiveness has once again let him down. He awkwardly said