His Mission Novels & Stories

A mission means going back into the field, action, and adventure—and, most importantly, a chance to escape this suffocating routine with Andrey. “What’s the mission?” I ask, struggling to control the anxiety growing with every second. “You’re going back to New York,” he says simply. “I want you to steal all the new shipments they’ll be receiving tomorrow. And this time, I expect you to complete the mission without taking two months to do it. According to our informant, the shipments arrive in a few days. Be ready.”

There was only one message waiting for him on the notification bar. The words on display only served to remind him why he was here and what he must do. He wasn't here for her ass, no, it was to use her ass to reel in the asses that owed him. He needed to get over this need coursing through his body. 'Mission successful, everything is in place.' The message had read.

I pulled him quickly and mommy just said goodbye to him and I also closed mommy's door so that she can rest well. "We will talk about what you said next week. Now you have to go home first because Sir BenChua is here.” I looked at him seriously and when we looked into the living room, Sir BenChua was just there waiting for us. He took my hand and kissed it and then said something but in a low voice. "Mission 102. Prepare it." I was surprised by what he did but the words he said made me think more. His words were weak but clear. What's the mission again, that?

He smiled and I was almost nervous at the last thing he said. "It's time for your true mission ... to protect and guide my son." SUGARMAUI

I eagerly shook my head to calm him down because the more he felt betrayed, the more my heart would ache. He was confused about my answer and looked worried seeing me in pain—the pain went away in an instant when he got distracted. "I have a greater mission tasked by the Supreme Being; will you be able to wait for my return?" I stuttered due to hesitation and the fear of hurting him. "What mission might it be for you to leave me again after waiting for you for centuries?" he asked with a sad look on his face. "I need to bring the balance of power to Nirvana and prevent a greater calamity from befalling this world," I answered with conviction.

If he dies, all of my secrets will be taken with him in grave, that's why I'll kill him someday. "Anyways, you have a new mission." My face immediately became serious when I heard what he said. It's been a long time since I had a mission. "What kind of mission?" smiling I asked. "Assassination."

I guided 3,600 souls across the River Styx. I endured the fires of Hell 3,600 times on behalf of the rich and powerful. I turned down 3,600 offers from the King of Hell to be reborn into a life of wealth and privilege. Finally, after I earned enough merit, the King of Hell allowed me to return to the day of my father’s wedding. I shoved my way through the guests and screamed until my voice gave out. “Dad! Don’t marry her!”

"I understand." I covered my mouth, trying to will up some crocodile tears after being rejected. However, I couldn't help but burst into triumphant cackles when I heard the system notification. "Congratulations, you've unlocked a side quest. You will be rewarded two million for this quest!" said the system. 'If one confession is worth one million, then confessing to 8 billion people would—' "Do have some shame!" The system quickly nipped my idea in the bud and added a line in small text. "There's a limit of 10 million."

“What if i dont have a mission, Kaden?” “See thats the thing. Everyone has one, and you… i know you have one, no matter how much you try to deny it, or take my mind off it with your innocent eyes,” how voice dropped to an octave as he glanced to my lips. My gaze mirrored it, and i found it hard to breathe as i tried to control myself. “What if my mission is to make you all fall in love with me?” I whispered, scared to break the spell that hung in the air.

As Bert said this, he lowered his head. He did not dare to meet Njord’s gaze. Njord laughed sarcastically as he looked at Bert with disdain. “I don’t know how Jackie trusts you as one of his close aides. Whether you believe it or not, what difference does it make? Your opinion doesn’t matter. If something really is going on, what could you even do about it?” If Vincenzo had not sent Jackie on another assignment outside Mirvania, Njord would not have had to bring Jackie’s subordinate along for this mission.