Yo, there’s one being that I would never challenge to a fight.

Compared to how strong I am now, I’d say he could whip my ass from Titania Y109P-247-99 to Kwelt VIIIX.

This dude is one of the few existences that I will say “I respect and appreciate you, so please don’t kill me” to. Without him being there for me in so many situations, I would not being writing this guide for you little Degenerates out there.

He was a destroyer, a creator, a nightmare and to some he was hope.

I first met him on my 1st assassination mission. I was hired to kill a warrior named არასასურველი ტკივილი. He was a warrior that lived by feeding off of the pain of of others. So, to feed himself for a while he decided to enslave a whole planet and force the people living on the planet to work in the most terrible conditions but he would heal them once in a while so he could keep feeding off their pain. That was information given by the requester but the organization I worked for had found out his ability.

I was ignorant at the time and I decided that I would destroy all of his slave camps. I couldn't have been anymore idiotic.

Think about it. A young Degenerate, that hadn't even awakened his abilities, wanted to fight a man that could enslave an entire race by himself. At the time, I was just fuming because I had thought that slavery was an unforgivable sin. I was an idiot.

The world is not black and white.

I had gotten to the planet and met up with the client. It was a fat man from the Fektronle race. I could tell from his garments that he was a noble of sorts and that he wasn’t from this planet.

The Fektronle are known for being the one of the most sly races to ever exist. At the time I didn’t know about the stories revolving around Fektronles.

The requester told me the details of the job:

1. Enter არასასურველი ტკივილი’s house

2. Make sure no workers were near while I was going to complete the job

3. Kill არასასურველი ტკივილი

4. Find a black chest

5. Bring the chest and the targets body to the client

6. Get off the planet

I accepted the conditions but I had asked the man if he wanted a map of the area but he had replied by throwing a hologram map at me.

It didn’t occur to me why the client had a map himself. If I had just thought on why he didn’t do it himself then I might not be here today. Sometimes ignorance can save your life.

I had spent the next week traveling to არასასურველი ტკივილი’s base. Most of the time, I was jotting down the local wild-life. Not many people know this but whenever an assassin is hired for a job, especially if there’s no completion due date, they just spend most of the time focusing on a hobby.

The distraction keeps the mind from wandering and it also helps to calm the mind before they kill someone.

As I travelled across the land, I had found myself walking through a forest.

About an hour later I had found a campsite by the side of the forest track. At the time, I thought it was a good idea to go over to it and check if there were any inhabitants.

If there were any, I would ask for some assistance on which way the closest town was. If there weren’t any, then I would steal what I could and run the opposite way from the closest water source.

After I had gotten closer to the campsite, I noticed the fire was still lit. That either means people are still here, people robbed this place and lit a fire to trap other travelers, this was a trap set by someone which means the mission was compromised, or it’s someone whos never travelled before. I had hoped it was the first option because it’s better to see your possible enemy than to not be able to know what your in.

I didn’t really think it was a good choice to get closer to the campsite but my body was telling me to push forward for some reason.

As I got closer to the campsite, my body started to feel like it was being sucked into a void and my brain was trying get off fucking planet. It was like when a creature sees the wings of a Wrelp butterfly. The body tells it to get closer so they can eat it but the brain knows that this situation is a absolute no go.

Now I’ll tell you now, the only difference between a Wrelp butterfly and what I was feeling was that you could survive an encounter against a Wrelp.

My body kept walking towards the campsite and my brain was just saying, “NO NO NO! Dude, I swear to god fucking, RUN!! Please, I don’t wanna die!!!!!!”

I was finally close enough to the campsite. I was close enough to the point of feeling the heat from the campfire. My body was stiff and my brain was thinking of every possible thing I could do to escape.

That’s when I finally noticed….him.

There was a man sitting by the fire. He was wearing robes that were similar to that of the organization called “ոչինչ”. I did not know what his clothing represented at that time but if I knew what I know now, I would be bowing before that man while pleading for a quick death.

TO BE CONTINUED……...