Re:zero Assassin Novels & Stories

But if this man-boy, I hated calling him that, but I have yet to have him divulge a name, thinks he will live, he's sorely mistaken. Rule number one of being an assassin is to show no mercy. We learned, as kids, that if you show mercy, you get stabbed in the back. The weak get killed, and in our world, there is no time for weakness. That sounds totally laughable since we're both here pretending to basically be pussies. I hated this fucking shit. If it were up to me, I would've ended this all on the first night we were here. But oh no, Commander Rourke wanted us to play the long game.

3rd Prince Carlos Relani Devion - he is a well-known battle freak, a bloodthirsty soldier, he is practically the same at the same time not with Felix the most gullible one. Then....... Emperor Cassius Vitalis - Devion - everyone describes him as an ice block, no one can look at him directly, lest their eyes itch just from his cold piercing glimpse. He is a very capable ruler despite being an ice block.

Pieces of its brain sprang to the floor. This man is Azrael Cross. A legendary assassin under The Association, he has completed several high-level assassinations including big mafia bosses and drug cartel bosses. These high-level assassinations were attempted by many but only Azrael was able to do so, the member of The association had great respect for him. Click! Click! Azrael's camera sounds. He took a photo of Leo's body to confirm his death to his client and this is also one of the required procedures that the assassin must follow no matter what happens. After that, he immediately sent these photos to them.

Just one. A single line of green text appeared on the main screen. REBOOT COMPLETE. Then, a second line. HELLO, MOTHER. I stared at the screen. Who are you? I typed. The cursor blinked. I AM ZERO, came the reply. AND I AM EVERYONE. I looked at Zero's body. Her eyes snapped open. They weren't white. And they weren't gold. They were black. Absorbing all light. She sat up. The leather restraints snapped like twine.

And highly illegal. The smudge elongated. Solidifying into a thin, wiry frame clad in matte-black fiber. The assassin didn't make a sound. He didn't even have a scent. He held a jagged sliver of obsidian—a Null-blade, designed to bypass Barzil-armor and sever the spinal cord of a sleeping target. He reached for the door handle. The fool. He was risking execution to kill a girl who wasn't even there. I moved. I didn't roar. I didn't announce my presence. I simply detached myself from the wall and became the crushing weight of the world.

Nine smiled, catching sight of me before giving me a glass of water “I should be proud to see that you are still fit despite everything that you have been dealing with” “I was trained by the ancient assassin, what else do you expect?” I winked. Nina laughed, shaking her head at me, I nodded toward the door, shaking my head in question “what’s gotten up his panties?” Nina stayed quiet for a few seconds, nodding at me to follow her. We entered the storage room beside the kitchen and I frowned in confusion, waiting for what she was going to say. Nina barricaded the door before turning to face me, muttering a low chant under her breath “the room is now soundproof, no one can hear what we’re sayi

I retorted. “There are many ways to kill. Brute force doesn’t equate to all of them, not even many. Death was my job, and I found it worked best when you had the element of surprise. Assassins prefer a silent, clean kill. Blood and gore is extra.” He tried a smile, but his eyes were far away and hollow.

The assassin trainees are practicing shooting, most of them are very good in hitting the target's head but little Mayari is having a hard time. She couldn't shoot properly and always miss, the very loud noises of guns being fired is making her head ache painfully and her shaking body couldn't cooperate with her as the memory of her mother being shot dead repeatedly flashed to her mind, scaring her every second she heard a gunshot. She slowly placed her trembling finger in the trigger attempting to hit the target again, regardless of how terrified she is because the punishment she will recieve later will be more painful and dreadful.

He appeared so nice and serene. "From what you can see, our enemy was just like any normal supernatural being. From here, we finally understand that there is no one with the word monster written on his or her forehead. Each one of you needs to be extremely careful and trust no one, "Aslan advised. "In this room, there are 20 of us. Tamsyn with her 5 work members, Aslan, and his 4 assistants, then comes Nolan and his 6 work members, then finally 3 members of the army together with me, making 20 of us. Given the fact no one here can be trusted, we have no choice but to take a blood oath "Caspian finally announced and silence fell in the room.

In the private room with her, I could see her whole body trembling when I touched her like she hadn’t been touched in years. Just as she was about to press the drink to her lips, my handler, Silas, spoke to me through my AirPods to pause the mission I immediately took the glass from her and poured the contents over my chest, and she thought it was part of the act, not knowing she almost drank herself to her own death. Just in case Silas needed me to complete the job subsequently, I left a card with my number on it and with how harsh her breathing was and the desire in her eyes, I doubted it would go unused