The Truth About Assassins!

Assassins, people that give their entire lives to the art of killing. Each and every assassin has their own principles for assassination, but ultimately, they are all systematically the same. All of them being mere hitmen for hire, earning their living by killing.

Most of society being completely ignorant of this deadly profession have the belief that assassins are mere myths or old stories from the past. This unconventional profession is believed to be simply traditions from the past ages by the general public, nothing more than a cool story to tell others.

And yet, atop a vast snowy mountain surrounded by dense forestry, there lies hundreds of corpses strewn far and wide alongst this once beautiful mountain that's been turned into a battlefield.

Dark clouds overtaking the skies as colossal streaks of lightning rages in the distance, thunder raging on constantly as if this specific section of the world has incurred Zeus wrath. Immense clusters of lightning violently striking at random throughout the skies, thunder roaring loudly all over the mountain.

It was practically certain that it was going to rain on this stormy day. Though the rain never came and the blood of the dead shall forever be embedded in the grounds of this unknown mountain to merely serve as fertilizer for any new plant-life.

On the peak of this mountain, a lone man stood in the midst of the bloodbath that had taken place. The man dual wielding a set of daggers, the daggers long tinted crimson by the blood of his enemies.

Surrounded by these corpses, the man was drenched in the blood of his enemies. He had a devilish grin on his face, seemingly mesmerized by the massacre that he had caused.

The snowy mountain on which a battlefield had taken place was once a captivating white before the man had tainted its beauty with the blood of his fallen enemies.

The mountain which was once beautiful had now been soiled by the absolute extermination of life that took place on this stormy day.

An unreasonable extent of the once white snow lining the mountain had turned crimson, a horrid stench of blood wafting over the mountain in its entirety.

One of the "corpses" which was inflicted by injuries that doesn't allow movement and was thought to be dead had somehow raised her head and with her last breath said weakly to the man responsible for this carnage. "You're the devil, you will die a dog's death." as she finished saying this, her head plopped back onto the ground never to rise again.

"No, you're wrong about that. I'm no one else but me and my name is Ash, but you clearly only knew me as The Devil's Incarnate. The man said to her dead body, feeling disgusted at the fact that the lowly assassin didn't even know his name.

[Name: Ash]

[Title(s): "Asura", "The Devil's Incarnate"]

[Profession(s): Assassin]

[Kill(s): 3120]

[Trait(s): Highly Calculative, Sociopath, Evil, Sadistic]

Surrounded by the dead bodies of his enemies he stands there drenched in blood. Suddenly, he began laughing and the sudden bout of laughter was so intense that the sound of his unruly laughter began to reverberate far and wide.

The stench of blood encompassing him caused the feeling of extreme thrill to emerge within him. A feeling he gets only when killing people and enjoying the sights of death he causes. While he was basking in the blood of the fallen assassins, he had become captivated by the immense miasma of death spread throughout the mountain.

"An abundance of assassins tasked with killing me, yet none of you remain. Your existence is worth less than an ant on the ground. All of you used as tools by other's your entire lives yet never having the courage to rise out of the control that other humans have over you."

"Don't all of you guys feel worthless? Your lives were all insignificant and without meaning. To live such a trivial life is the same as not even living. Well, it isn't as though you all would understand since all of you are dead." Ash yelled to the corpses as though they were still alive and could hear him.

Grinning manically whilst looking at the beautiful work of art he's created, the fiendish man felt so elated from the slaughter that he had become entranced. He had begun to forget about his surroundings as triumph overtook him and his awareness of his surroundings waned.

"They're so damn useless, they couldn't even complete the job that they were given even though we sent 300 of them" An unknown man with a husky voice yelled in frustration all because he heard Ash talking to nothing.

An eerie silence had followed soon after Ash finished speaking. This caused the man to realize that the assassins sent here tasked with killing Ash were already dead.

The man's voice quickly traveled up the mountain and this caused Ash to snap out of his state of elation.

Ash then turns around and walks to the edge of the mountain and looks down and at the half-way point to the top of the mountain and lo and behold, he saw not just one man which he expected to see but instead he saw three men in total. He chuckles at their arrival and mutters to himself "After I kill these men I wonder what I should eat for dinner."

While wondering about his next meal, Ash had been waiting patiently for their arrival.

It certainly didn't take long before the men had made their way up the mountain as they were sprinting to begin with. Finally, all three of the men got to the top of the mountain where Ash had been waiting for them.

"Took you long enough." Said Ash, as he had already thought about 30 different types of food to eat while waiting for them to come up the mountain. Ash felt as though they'd taken forever to come up the mountain to their deaths.

All 3 men not uttering a single word upon seeing Ash immediately darted off in three different directions forming an L shape around Ash all while adopting their combat stance, each of their weapons being a single dagger.

"So, who sent you all?" Asked Ash whilst he constantly observed their body language whilst keeping a devilish grin on his face, he was genuinely interested in knowing who wanted him dead this time around as he could clearly tell that these guys are skilled killers based on their organized formation and body language.

"You clearly have become mental from killing so many people! Why ask such idiotic questions when you already know that it's against an assassins principles to give up their employer you dumbass." The man on the right of Ash said coldly.

"Listen Asura, this'll be your final resting place. Your reign as an assassin is over, you've caused too much terror in the world. The world leaders have long become sick of your existence in the world, you've became a thorn in their side. You don't follow the traditional rules of assassination, and your principles are misguided."

"You act as if killing is a sport, this is a line of work! It's a sacred profession and you go and defile our prestige time and time again. You kill people just because you want to kill, you end lives for fun. It's fucking common knowledge that you do hits for free."

"And yet you do all of this just for the sake of killing? You don't even need a reason to kill someone, you're a fucking sociopath. And coming from a fellow assassin, you're clearly deranged. You don't have a set of principles whatsoever and you act off impulse alone when it comes to killing." Says the man, clearly frustrated with the Ash's existence.

[ Other's POV ]

'As an assassin it's one thing to stay calm in the face of death but the man known as Asura seemingly smiles at us even though today he'll die. Despite the odds he's given, he doesn't falter but instead he appears to be elated... That fucker is a living monster.'

[ General POV ]

"What's your name? Actually, all of you tell me your name. It'd be such a disgrace to kill people that have such conviction to the profession of assassins without even knowing their names." Said Ash after acknowledging his opponents to be worthy of telling him their name.

"Hah, you think that you'll make it out alive after today? What a shame that the most renowned assassin on earth is completely delusion. Although I'll give you the honor of learning your killers names, I'm Aki and the guy on the left is Rei and lastly the guy behind me is Yui. You might want to remember our names since it'll be last thing you remember." Said Aki, feeling amused that Ash still had thoughts about surviving today.

"Anyways your life ends today and guess what? The bounty on your head is $1,000,000,000... HAHAHA, after we kill you we'll be fucking rich!" Said Aki, looking at his partners Yui and Rei who both adopt a faint grin.

Ash grins even more fiercely at this hysterical man's words as that is all he is to him, a man walking on the edge of death being hysterical in his final moments, led to his death by greed.

"You're dead meat Asura." The assassins for some reason say in unison.

[ Ash POV ]

I pay no mind to their remarks as I ready my daggers and adopt a dual daggered stance.

"This battle will end with all of you dead so enjoy your last moments."