Assassin
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Ongoing16m
Last published Sat, Feb 24, 2018
"The day I had to slaughter my own kin was not a day I was proud of. The bloodthirsty men and women that made me do it still lurk in my mind, and the memory will be forever remembered. It was not a simple prize to be won, so I had to go to the extreme of murder. The Joining was a most unpleasant one, fighting to the death to become an assassin. Survival was one good outcome of joining a group. I regret my choices. Now, I live with the sadness of knowing I killed my own sister."
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