The Hunter of Death

Lucian Lundberg lost a family when he was only a boy. Left alone to die a tribe od ruthless vikings finds him and trains to become a killer, without emotions and conscience. Forced to forget his past and even his name he becomes the best killer of Northern lands, the most merciless of all of those who trained him, together. They started calling him The Hunter of Death. Nobody knowing his real name, his age or even his look because nobody would believe a 19 years old boy is capable of doing such things. The blood in their veins would run cold just by hearing the name he was given. Many stories were being told about him, truths and lies, but it didn't matter because he didn't pay them much attention anyway. People would pay him and he would do the dirty job for them, slaughter those who they hate, with or without evidence, when a person is found dead everyone knew it was his doing. His life would probaly keep going that way and he wouldn't mind, but one night while he was in a tavern a man came to him and paid him to kill someone from his past. He didn't even think someone who knew him when he was still just a boy, unable to step on an ant and even less take someone's life is still alive. Will he be able to do what he did thousand times, make his hands dirty with blood and with that person bury his past forever and continue being what he is now, The Hunter of Death?