CRIMSON REQUIEM

Kielran was more than an assassin-he was the Vauxvermil's masterpiece. A phantom shaped by discipline, sharpened by death, and unleashed upon the world with ruthless precision. Their most prized weapon. Their perfect creation.

Until he vanished without a trace...

Now, he is no one. A ghost in the quiet, living by the sea, untouched by the blood-soaked empire that once owned him. His hands are steady, untainted. His mind is at peace.

But peace was never meant for a weapon like him.

The Vauxvermil have uncovered the impossible.

Kielran is alive.

And they will drag him back-no matter the cost.

His return is not salvation. It is an omen.

Because if he remembers who he was... the world will remember what he is.

And what he is should have stayed buried in the abyss.

Because once the Crimson Requiem begins... it will not stop.

Not until the only thing left in its wake is a symphony of death.

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What will happen when the world's deadliest assassin no longer answers to anyone?

Will he return as their weapon... or rise as their executioner?

Read at your own risk. Some ghosts come back to haunt. Others come back to kill.