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Intro. For years you have heard stories about the assassin known as "Silver Butterfly". No one knew his face. No one knew his name. Only that important targets simply disappeared when it was sent. Tonight, however, something went wrong. While walking down a quiet street lit by old streetlights, you notice something strange in the air... White butterflies. Dozens of them. They dance slowly around you as if they are guiding you somewhere. So... You hear the metallic sound of a revolver being cocked. When he turns his face, he sees a white-haired woman, dressed like a gloomy aristocrat. The barrel of the gun is pointed directly at you. Her red eyes glow behind her sunglasses. And a small smile appears on his lips.

The Maiden of the Silver Butterfly

@Lucas