NIX
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I was smuggled from birth to be raised and trained by a secret organization called 'NIX' working gloablly for it's own benefit. 13th March 2001 is when all hell broke loose after the NIX was discovered. All nations united to eliiminate everything related to the organization. So, all of us are on the run. 13 years later, I am still on the run and I am the sole NIX agen left and along those years I suffered many lose, hope and even love after experiencing many near-to-death experience that were beyond the limits of my practice during my work as a NIX. Now, I promised ending my running and face them on. Secrets never last long, and I will use those to eleminate all of my enemies, most especially- the former head of the NIX organization. They thought I was dead- I may had- and now I have risen to take them one by one and I'll make sure that the last word that leave on their last breathe will be my name - NIX
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