My memory is like a book full of pictures of the people and pets you knew but was lost by the things that might bring a sense of horror into the air. Like in the very beginning of my life it was a good place to have pets and many familar people to just hang around and have fun but as soon as I was growing up it got worse when my grandfather and my favorite kittens went away in the blinding light which was very depressing to hear when my grandfather died and my favorite cat ,blacky died.
If you must know I haven't been on my assassin crew but I still had my weapons which was very surprising because my first day was like 2 to 3 years ago when I encountered my first assassin but he thought of me as a friend but never a enemy but which is my real friends the assassins or the humans?
