l. Blades with Magic

Gusion's POV

"Hey can you kill layla she's earning alot of gold now" and in a blink of an eye. I killed her. she was dead. This is my job. A killer, an assassin rather that was tought how to kill, with a blade on my hand in a blink of an eye. I was fast and that what has made me dangerous. I was one of the most over powered assasssin in the land of dawn. Other people pay me for killing who they want to be killed. It was like I was some hitman but I didn't mind.

I am Gusion Paxley.

and I am here for killing.... with no strings attached ;)

As I cleaned my dagger that was full with blood angela came in. "ahhhh my favourite support has came" I said and smirked at her. "Ew is that blood ?" she asked as her face crippled with disgust.

"oh shut up, you even steal my kills but you don't get to have blood" I rolled my eyes at her. "what do you want lil girl?" I asked, ready to get this conversation over with. she's really annoying sometimes. "Master wanted to speak with you" she replied.

why the hell would he want to speak with me?

"kay tell him I'm coming" I shooed her away. I stood up as was done cleaning my dagger, and looked at my window. A view of our worst enemy. The Royal Kingdom. oh how we hate how heavenly they think they are....especially that prince named Lancelot, I swear he's gay for himself.

Sighed and went on to go to the master that commended me.

I arrived as he sat on his well known hell thrown. The king of this hell hole. He wore a black armour that had an insane amount of protection, only his eyes I can see. He also wore a dark red cape with his evil stare. I don't know his name. No one does. and no one dared to know so we just called him master.

"You wanted to speak to me master?" I stood in front of him looking anywhere but his eyes.

"Ah yes, gusion, the great duke of hell" I can see him smile under his black armour. "Its great to finally see you boy, now let me get to the point—I want you to kill someone"

"oh of course sir, I can kill someone you speak of for that is my job" I cockly smirked at him.

"Its not just anyone my boy" confused by what he ment... who was this person thats not just an anyone? "what do you mean master?" I asked.

He took a knife beside the table of his throne and started to figget it with his hands.

" I want you to kill Guenevere, The dear princess of the royal kingdom"