Midnight Reaper

I have created so many names that I only remember my first name of my former life. Andrew is what I remember of who I use to be, the person I was, before I was flung into this world of blood and money.

I travel the world, putting a bullet into the people I get paid to kill. For lack of a better word, I would almost say it was glamorous. I am known in the dark corners of the wrong type of communities, as the guy that will get the job done.

I still look for who the man was, whose life I replaced so that I could hide. I still don't know why he came after me, or why and how I even won that night. Perhaps I may get the answers that I am looking for and go back to being... Normal...

Now I take on a common name, The Midnight Reaper. This is the story of my origin, how I became the person I am today. 20 years downwind of that first night where my life changed for the worse... Or for the better?