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POV - Vascillor:

He was holding his journal, finishing writing something, he was about to immediately go to a different room, as he felt someone approaching.

"Midnight?" He stepped back.

No answer came.

"Midnight?! Midnight, where are you?!" He started slowly panicking, - where was Midnight? She was just next to him seconds ago.

Even though the abilities were disabled, his energy, his core inside of him...it made a weird effect. Something was coming.

Just right when he was about to open his journal, he felt someone swinging a knife behind him.

With a fast move, he grabbed the someone's knife right before it would stab him.

Vascillor froze, seeing a familiar face. But the familiar face was....insane. This whole time, the Murderer was..-

The murderer burst into a maniac laughter.

He pushed it away, stepping back.

The murderer pounced at him, swinging it's knife.

He tried to block the attacks, but the murderer ... It had unexplainably high strength, so one push was enough to put Vascillor on the ground. Yet, he somehow managed to take away the knife from it.

"So it was you!" He hissed at the murderer.

The murderer maniacally laughed, as if it was possesed.

It took out a gun and pointed it right at Vascillor.

A shot. One single shot was enough.

And Vascillor lied on the ground, relaxing, yet trying to fight back the death.

And it, the murderer, left.

Green magic surround Vascillor, immediately starting to heal him.

"My lucky day?" Vascillor coughed with blood, as another energy of magic started to spread in, this time pink.

The pink magic seemed to...block away the green magic, making the emerald color disappear. The pinky energy didn't heal him, it didn't let him go. "You were witched!" Multiple voices laughed together.

"Nevermind, fuck it.." He sighed, feeling presence of someone else. The magic finally let him move, but it was still surrounding him and even making him feel...weaker.

It was swift. It was quick. And it was planning to finish him.l

A professional killer, who can kill only once per a round and knows the true identity of the murderer. Their attacks are unstoppable, even the ability of the medic cannot save their target, once they chose one. Quiet, swift and unnoticed killer.

Assassin.

Vascillor immediately rolled out of the way, dodging an attack of a dagger.

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