The Assassin's Fury: Kortik's Revenge

Prologue

I hail from a prominent family, well-known and respected. As the only child, I was the cherished gem of my family's legacy. My mother, a beacon of unwavering support and love, balanced the scales against my father's relentless dedication as the founder and CEO of our company. While Dad poured his soul into his work, he often found himself absent in our family moments, leaving me yearning for his presence. Yet, in time, I learned to empathize with his burdens.

At the tender age of 10, we graced an event pivotal to my father's business endeavors. Among the esteemed guests, I encountered a young boy who ignited the spark of camaraderie within me. Although brief, our interaction left an indelible mark, his identity slipping from my grasp as swiftly as he appeared.

Amidst the grandeur of the event, tragedy struck. Gunshots shattered the air, ripping through the facade of celebration. Instinctively, I rose to approach my parents, only to find myself shielded by the same boy I'd met earlier. Together, we dodged the rain of bullets, the glass shards painting a vivid tableau of danger. Despite sustaining a wound, his concern for my safety eclipsed his own pain—a gesture that etched itself into my memory.

In the chaos that ensued, my world crumbled before my eyes. The once lively figures of my parents lay motionless, their vitality drained by senseless violence. Anguish surged within me as I grappled with the reality of their loss. Despite our frantic efforts, the hospital's grim pronouncement confirmed our worst fears—my parents were gone, leaving behind a chasm in my heart.

In the aftermath, my uncle, a steadfast pillar of support, whisked me away to England, assuming the role of a surrogate father. With his guidance, I honed my skills, transforming into a formidable force fueled by a thirst for justice. Renouncing my past, I embraced a new identity, shedding the remnants of a life irrevocably altered by tragedy.

Nineteen years later, it was marked by the relentless pursuit of vengeance. Armed with knowledge and expertise, I returned to the Philippines, intent on dismantling the scheme responsible for my parents' demise. With unwavering resolve, I vowed to obliterate the "Elite of Ten"—the architects of my family's downfall.

But my uncle's parting admonition echoed in my mind: "Trust no one, love at your peril." His words were a solemn reminder of the dangers that lurked in the shadows.

I began my tenure at Molyneux Company as an IT expert within the national communication network team, with my sights set on my initial target: the company president. I embarked on my mission, concealed beneath the guise of Margaux Scarlet Hunt. Yet fate had other plans, intertwining my path with that of Agent Ace, the unwitting guardian of my primary target.

My true identity, Sasha Lilith Crimson, alias Kortik Hunt, epitomizes vengeance incarnate. As a member of the House of Deadly Assassins—an elite enclave within the underworld—I bear the mantle of retribution.

For I am Kortik Hunt, an assassin forged in the crucible of loss, destined to mete out justice with lethal precision. And as I embark on my quest for redemption, the Elite of Ten shall tremble in the shadow of my fury.