another way to ultimate despair / accepting.
murder is an art – that’s what the assassin believed.
art has its intricacies, and it’s no easy thing to master. one can use a wide variety of tools for their art as well, all of which give a different effect, and using the right tools for the right job was always important. anyone can do art, of course, but a first - time piece is obvious in its lack of quality. murder, and by extension assassination, was no different.
but… everyone has a first time. his first ? a neighbours pet. nothing too incredible, honestly he barely considered it noteworthy, but it did spark the interest in him.
with time, he learned there were ways to get paid for his work. the deep web was a popular choice, and soon, he became known on the site as one of the most productive assassins on the site. it was kind of incredible, getting the rush of ending a poor soul’s life while getting paid – it was like a dream !! oh, he wished he would never wake up !
a woman cleared her throat, and the assassin’s deceivingly innocent eyes fall back on her. ah, right, he had also taken in - person commissions – as he likes to call them – and this woman was one of the clients. he knew zoning out wasn’t a good way to ensure the client was making a good purchase, but every now and then… you just had to look back and be proud of yourself ! charming smile forms on his lips as he straightens his back.
“ ahaha, my bad, miss ! now, as i was saying, i promise i’ll make sure your husband never knows what hit him. of course, anything including marriages or relations in general will cost a little extra. it’s easier to track it to you if your own husband dies, after all. gotta make sure it’s as sneaky as possible ! ”
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