Dead tired eyes, dirty clothes, skin covered with soil, a tired body and dreams was all Sewo had when he arrives at the Blackwater city.

  The journey was a rough one, having encountered several dangerous animals , thugs and bandits on his way . Sewo can finally behold the sight of a civilization.

  Getting his id verified, Sewo walks into Hell. Loud music playing on the streets, People dancing like there is no tomorrow. The city seems like a place of happy people, Sewo then walks in deeper into the this Paradise, he gets to witness murder in the street. There was a drug shop with people queuing up to get all sorts of drugs. Someone who did not have enough money , but was too addicted to not buy it at debt was the one who got killed . His lifeless body left on the floor , but nobody seemed to even care about the man , much less report the crime.

  Sewo then starts looking for an inn for his stay and to get food. On his way , he passes through several big buildings , they were all brothels, beautiful women standing outside the brothel door for showcase, to lure in new customers. Women who looked like they did not want to be there . Their eyes looked dead, they were living corpses who had never been subject to compassion, warmth and love. Their eyes devoured of all hope.

  In cahootes with these brothels lie the slave traders. Children , young adults, regardless of gender were were captured , there hands and feet tied, like pigs hanging on a butchers shop , these slaves hang at the shop entrances, waiting to be purchased. In this cold night, these slaves were not given even a single fabric to cover their body. They all keep repeating the same things " Buy me for " followed by their own prices . These slaves were selling themselves as the owner inside was taking a nap.

  Sewo asks around for an inn , but to his surprise there is only one inn in the entire city which is located at the centre of the city.

  Continuing his walk , He strolls through the streets observing the vibe, when he makes a turn. Several screams , screams of people begging for mercy , screams filled with agony can be heard from the street. His feet move fast on their own accord, his mind slowly falling into chaos of the city. Soon he starts running, the air reeks of blood and rotten flesh. Holding onto his breath to not get a whif of the filt around , he runs towards the exit at the other end to reach a crossroad.

  Finally letting go of his nose, he takes a deep breath. He has escaped from the horror alley as he moves towards the centre of the crossroad. Suddenly , a disfigured object comes face to face with him , it has no eyes, Sewo screams in panic. He falls to the ground and only then looks up . He just got jumpscared by a disfigured dead body, it had no eyes, face fully destorted , it's legs tied to the brick gate at the entrance. Two men yell" YO! You good buddy"? To stunned to speak , Sewo looks up at the body again , there was a name written on it "Rosewood st." . He thinks " Hmm... Rosewood street ? Wait.. it's the street name , isn't it? Is this how these fuckers label the city name? They use humans as boards"? His eyes widened , mind going blank. Sewo gets up as he walks ahead.

  His feet now mixing steps,, his body out of sync. Not a breath of fresh air that comforts you . He plunges back to the ground, panting for air , his eyes watery , an intense burn in his chest. Sewo feels overwhelmed by the casual treatment . His body can't hnadle it anymore, Sewo vomits on the floor.

  Heads turn towards him. He feels eyes staring into hhis very soul, eyes that judge him as weak, soft and pathetic. Tables being banged, loud claps , maniacal laughters are the only few sounds echoing at the crossroad. He looks up and several eyes look all over him.

  Soon taunts like " WOW!! A cripple ahah", "YOOO! Bitchhh , let me take you home ", "AHHA.. Clownn!! What a clownnn!!" is the only thing he can hear. Criminals and murderers all over the place stare at Sewo, People peeking at the scene from windows. Soon a man looks out his window and shoots in the air , issuing a warning" Shut the fuck up! I am trying to sleep ". Some people get offended and start counter firing. Soon a fight breaks out. Bullets and explosives flying everywhere, as a grenade is thrown into the man's house and his building collapses and the man crawls out . Skin covered with burn scars , he stands tall among the debris as he lets out a maniacal laughter" hahahahaha ! FUCK EVERYONE !! " , the man then gets shot down and the fight ends.

  In the meanwhile, Sewo has ran away from the crossroads, now he is almost at the inn.

  Sewo calms down and recollects himself arrives at the inn at the centre of the city, After witnessing every kind of crime he could imagine on the way to his inn, Sewo finally arrives there and orders some food . The taste of his own vomit still very fresh to his tongue and his ears ringing from the death he barely escaped 10 minutes ago. Sewo heads over to the washroom too wash his hand and face . The mirror reflects his current self, but Sewo looks ahead into the future where he stands over several such corpses as a silhouette ,indifferent to the genocide he committed.

  He sits down and relaxes while patiently waiting for his food to arrive. His reflects upon Theia , whose memory is the only source of joy for him in the city . Her hands , her scent , her voice , everything about her is a thing of beauty. Sewo is lost in his thoughts , dreaming about the love of his life when the wiater derve him the meal. As he is brought back to reality from the aroma of the food , Sewo starts digging in , letting go of all mannerisms as his patience runs out.

  Eating without any care in the world might be fun , but in a place such as Blackwater where letting your guard down means death. Sewo has made a grave mistake, typical of a newcomer in the city. Suddenly loud noise of chairs being dragged back fill the room. There is no other sound in the once lively inn . Sewo doesn't pay any heed to this as he is still focused on his meal.

  Every person inside the inn is bowing down , they greet a man who has just entered the inn. A man in a tuxedo , he has hair tied to the back , a tattoo on his neck , green pupils , he stands tall in the middle of the inn as he notices a distant noise of someone munching on their food. He looks in the direction of the noise to see Sewo , with his back turned against the inn and he is too focused on the food. The man is slightly offended by this ill mannered buffoon.

  With just a single gesture from the man , 4 people from the bystanders walk upto Sewo. One of them slams Sewo's head into the table and then drags him outside the inn, while the rest 3 pick up the table and chair , Sewo was seated on and throw it out the inn. Sewo gets kicked out of the inn and he gets confused over to why the inn would humiliate it's customers like this. Sewo looks the man in his eyes, he notices an unwillingness and apology in his eyes. Sewo realises that he must have missed something . The mysterious man walks out of the inn and stands at it's entrance.

  Sewo immediately understands that this man is the one who had Sewo kicked out. Sewo thinks to himself" Damm.. what do i even do to offend this guy? His ego is through the roof , but he has some power over here." Sewo decides to lay low for the moment since he just got here and making any enemy would be very troublesome.

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  The man looks at Sewo , with disgusted eyes as he warns him " I am the king here! You should learn to bow down and beg for mercy , kid ! Shit is not sweer around here! Next time we cross paths , You would better bow down ."

  Sewo asks him " What is your name , sir? How do you know if we will meet again?"

  " I am Parker Estobens , a walking anomaly , the King of Blackwater , the man behind drug syndicates and a deity around here. You will meet me when you run out of luck."

  Sewo sits on the ground while the man walks away, he lets out a sigh of relief, " What a bad day it's been!"

  A strange light flashes over Sewo's face as he looks up at it's source. There is a big display device at a very big crossroad, the display is playing out an advertisement" Want to kill? Want to kill without leaving evidence? Join the assassin's mercenary group today! We have leaderboards ranking system , every murder is payed for and you get rewards for your performance.

  Please take a look at the details being displayed , to understand the ranking system as well as the point system to understand our methods and join us ! Thank you for your attention "

  The screen contained 2 tables , a table on the left which mentioned the tier system to rank assassins and a table on the right which mentioned the points allotted for each kill depending on the person killed as -

  " This town is batshit insane, there are crazy people all over, what do you mean by a prime minister being worth 500k? This seems like a child's game to them." are Sewo's exact thoughts as he observes the display. He will have to join this organization if he had to gain strength and learn to fight better. He walks back into the inn and inquires about the assassin guild .

  He then walks through the horrors again and witnesses several dozen crimes before he arrives at the assassin guild. It is a simple building at the front, but it expands deeper underground via tunnels , the assassins at Tier 7 and above all have quarters within the building . However newcomers are not at all welcomed. He get enrolled into T10 because his evaluator denies him from taking the test. He is then given a device which connects him to the leaderboard. Now every kill for Sewo will be directly registered into the leaderboard and his points evaluated automatically. It seemed so fantasy like, yet it was happening to him right now.

  He starts at T10 - rank 15,000 at the bottom of the barrel. His goal is to reach T7 within a month so he has a more comfortable place to stay . This day marks the beginning of a new journey in Sewo's life . Now as an Assassin, he has to grow strong enough to be able to hold his own against the enemies he will be facing from here on out.