One shot. One bullet. One kill When optimal efficiency is achieved, the line dividing between man and machine is blurred. He is one such creature. A shadow born with the gift of absolute precision, operating with inhuman grace. He is the supreme predator of the battlefield, and so where he tread, the phantom of the kill followed However, awakening in an abandoned facility with a decade's worth of memory missing from his head may not be something (Y/n) (L/n) had included in his calculations. Will he manage it this time? Cold, efficient, perfect. An amnesiac embarks upon the ruins of this new era, seeking the answer lying behind the apocalypse plaguing it