Onebad Stories

The Assassin Academy was the least appropriate place to spend one's adolescence. They train you to become a killing machine, then, when you're strong enough, they send you on a mission - that's what they call them - to kill someone they don't like. When you join the Academy they brand you, you become their property. They tattoo their symbol on your skin, a dagger with brambles twisted around it, and since then your past, your life before passing through the great iron door, disappears and from then on you become a murderer who only craves death. ⚠️TW⚠️ Be careful, this story has strong themes.

Bonnie: The terrible day. The damn day. Also known as my birthday. Every year, the exact same misery. If we look at the big picture, everything went according to plan. I'm a successful lawyer and a pretty good boxer. But inside? Inside, empty and hollow. One phone call. And constant hatred. That's all it took to change my world from one end to the other. Luke: The same thing over and over again. The same breakfast, the same coffee, the same job, the same routine. A phone call, an unsolved case, and boundless hatred are what it took to get me out of the depressing routine called my daily life. The only thing I could have known before I got into this was that it was going to be a lot of trouble.