Prologue
"Did you Complete your Mission?" A husky middle-aged man's voice was heard across the phone.
"Yes" answered a young man who sounded like a university student with his face covered in a mask and the notable thing was the scythe tattoo on his left hand on the back of his wrists.
"Good, now rest for the time being. Don't push yourself too hard." There was a hint of concern in the voice of the man.
"OK." The young man answered simply.
"Take care Bye". The man was about to cut the call until he heard the young man speaking.
"Book tickets to Ireland next week."
"Why Ireland? If you want to go on a vacation, I can suggest a good place." Suggested the man
"Until next time." But the young person didn't even pretend to listen and cut the call off.
"Hey! Hey!" the middle-aged man, now left alone, shouted at the young man who was no longer on the call.
"That Damned Bastard, didn't even listen to me." Grumbled the man.
"Haaaaaa." The man let out a sign.
"You can't be forever tied to the past kid, and my daughter also wouldn't like that." muttered the man in a sad voice.
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The young man looked down at his phone after cutting off the call. The time displayed is 8:45pm. He wiped the blood on his gloves and stared blankly at a photo on his phone showing a young couple, both of them smiling brightly. There were a few corpses on the floor which the young man was standing on, all with broken bones and peeled skin showing signs evident of torture.
"I MISS YOU" Muttered the young man.
After a while, the young man walked out of the room.