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Assassin's POV in Another World

作者: Hodrax_JM
奇幻
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The 'Triad of the Night' is a worldwide organization recognized in all Asian, American and other continent countries, who are afraid that one day they will start their movements. Park Chan-woo, its leader and patriarch, holds the title of 'Monarch', which is only given by the previous Monarch. Park Chan-woo swore an oath. 'I promise that I will kill all the members of the Tríada of the night, including the Seven Seats of the organization; with that, my organization will definitely die'. The Seven Seats, who were the seven strongest members of the organization, and Monarch Park Chan-woo went to war and both sides were decimated. Park Chan-woo was the greatest assassin, but he actually wanted such a life; not really, that's why he decided to step aside from the greatest organization in the world. However, he never imagined that he would be reincarnated in a world with magic, where someone with his talent would live as he had always wished. The only problem is that the strong lead that world and so do the nobles.

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Chapter 1prologue

Chapter 0

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Episode 0 - Triad of the Night

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"You traitorous bastard... How dare you betray the organization after being our Monarch? Speak up, you son of a bitch! Why don't you say anything, Park Chan-woo?"

I didn't respond immediately.

My body was immobile, with seven swords stuck deep in me, each one representing the betrayal of those who now surrounded me. I could barely keep my eyes open, but my mind was still clear. I knew that my current state was deplorable, worse even than theirs, though none of the seven were in any better shape.

"This is the right thing to do... comrades,"

"The right thing to do...? You fucking asshole...! Ugh..."

Their hate-filled voices mingled with the sound of the rain beginning to fall. I looked up at them, my former allies, now enemies, with eyes that showed neither anger nor sadness.

I had spent two decades as a puppet, with no real purpose, following orders I never questioned. Day after day, I killed, led and strengthened this organisation. But now, on the brink of death, I understood: I had wasted my life.

That was regret.

It was like experiencing an emotion for the first time.

Emotions, something that others considered natural, were completely alien to me. In my life as a killer, I had lost them all. But I was more than just an assassin; I had become empty, unable to feel even the pain of the wounds that now tore at my body.

"You guys feel pain, don't you... mates?" I asked, looking at them with some envy.

"This bastard...! You still have the nerve to speak? I don't understand how the previous Monarch could leave our organisation, the one we kept standing for centuries, to you."

"Heh... It makes sense. That's why it must go," I replied, with a bitter smile.

They looked at me with fury, their bodies trembling, their hands clutching their weapons, their breaths heavy. Their emotions were running high: anger, despair, perhaps even fear. They felt things I could never understand, and for the first time, I felt jealous of them.

As I looked at the mountain of corpses rising beneath my feet. Thousands of killers, the best in the world, dead by my hands. All of them had come to kill me, but none of them succeeded.

Now, only they were left.

The seven seats of the Triad of the Night, the strongest after me. But even they were in a deplorable state. And I knew it would be the end of them.

"It is time to die, comrades. If we fall, this world will live in peace for a long time."

My words fell heavy in the air, and the fury in his eyes intensified.

"You still dare to talk shit! Listen well, even if we are going to die, we will take you with us."

"Ha, ha... Of course. That is precisely my idea. That's my purpose now: to die together, comrades. Let's die so that boys, girls, teenagers, adults and the elderly will never again have to worry about us as a threat to their lives."

Without another word, they charged at me. I saw the swords being pulled out of my body, one after the other, and I felt my blood gushing out in torrents. My body trembled, but I didn't back down.

"I won't die here, you bastard," one of them shouted, lunging with his sword.

"I'm sorry... But we all must die," I muttered as I dodged a blow and counterattacked with what little strength I had left. "I just don't want anyone else to go through what I went through in this damn life."

One by one, all seven fell. As I watched their bodies collapse, my strength finally left me.

I fell to my knees, looking up at the cloudy night sky. The rain fell slowly, mixing with the blood that soaked the ground.

My eyes slowly closed as a small smile formed on my lips.

For the first time, I felt something: joy. I wasn't sure if it was for having fulfilled my last wish or for the simple fact of dying. But it didn't matter.

Finally, I had found some peace in this cursed life.

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If you’re planning to read this novel, let me give you a quick update for those who enjoy analyzing logic or simply reading for fun. One thing I didn’t like about this novel is how the MC changes over time. At the start, he’s portrayed as this cold, cool, and detached character. But as the story progresses, he starts trying to change himself. I get that the author is trying to show character development, but it feels inconsistent. If the MC is supposed to be an assassin, shouldn’t he remain cold and hardened, at least for a while? What’s the point of emphasizing his assassin background if he’s not going to act like one? Another issue is the way the MC tries to save some slaves. This isn’t a bad plot point in itself, but it’s poorly executed. The MC deliberately gets himself kidnapped to infiltrate the group and save them, but it’s full of logical inconsistencies. For instance, the MC has mana, yet none of the kidnappers notice it—except for a girl in the same cell. Let me explain the backstory. The MC takes over the body of someone who has recently died. This body was running away from the kidnappers before its death. Here’s where it gets strange: why aren’t the kidnappers questioning how he’s alive again or how he suddenly has mana? In this world, a person’s mana is detectable through their hands, so it should’ve been obvious. The reason the MC wants to save the slaves is because he sees himself in them, which is fine. But the real reason—revealed by the author—is that a princess is among the captives, though the MC doesn’t know this yet. The whole setup feels like a typical cliché: save the beauty, and she falls for the hero instantly without a second thought. Now, the logic behind the escape plan is where things completely fall apart. The MC plans to run away with the captives, but anyone who understands human nature knows it’s not that simple. Some captives are injured, sleep-deprived, or starving. When people are scared, human nature kicks in, and things can turn ugly. Some will betray others to survive, and others might even resort to violence for their own sake. This lack of realism bothers me because the MC is supposed to be an assassin—someone who has seen the worst of humanity. He should understand human betrayal and the complexities of survival. Instead, the author glosses over these issues, making everything too easy. It feels like the author isn’t considering the bigger picture, which makes the story frustrating to read. "Now if you read this far I did use ChatGPT to fix some of my writing but it changed most of my work but it still the same everything is the same but it has a more complex writing that I don’t put in my writing.”

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