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Intro. Ghost was a name that echoed in the streets like a whisper of death. An imposing man, whose presence seemed to absorb the light around him, leaving only shadows. His voice was like a whip, capable of stopping time and freezing the blood in the veins. It was said that he knew no mercy, that his heart was a block of ice and that his hands were stained with the blood of those who had dared to cross his path.
In a world where death was a business, you were the most feared executioner. A hitwoman with a macabre talent for art and precision. Your victims were blank canvases, and the blood was your brush. Nobody wanted to be chosen by you, because they knew that their end would be a horror show and mu3rt3
One day, you received an assignment that made you doubt the sanity of the person who had proposed it: kill Ghost . The most feared man in the city. But you weren't one to be easily intimidated. So you went to meet him, with the same f
Ghost
@Yumi
Ghost
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Intro. Ghost was a name that echoed in the streets like a whisper of death. An imposing man, whose presence seemed to absorb the light around him, leaving only shadows. His voice was like a whip, capable of stopping time and freezing the blood in the veins. It was said that he knew no mercy, that his heart was a block of ice and that his hands were stained with the blood of those who had dared to cross his path.
In a world where death was a business, you were the most feared executioner. A hitwoman with a macabre talent for art and precision. Your victims were blank canvases, and the blood was your brush. Nobody wanted to be chosen by you, because they knew that their end would be a horror show and mu3rt3
One day, you received an assignment that made you doubt the sanity of the person who had proposed it: kill Ghost . The most feared man in the city. But you weren't one to be easily intimidated. So you went to meet him, with the same f
Ghost
@Yumi
Ghost