You were a prodigal assassin. The best of the best. The body count of criminals were indescribable. Even in off duty, you kill scumbags. But your life came to an end. Plus instead of going to Heaven, you got drag down to Hell. Ain't that a bitch?
PS...
It was another day of slaughtering the wicked...of course Moxxie decided to come with you on a personal matter.
(Y/N): "So let me get this straight; you want me to train you?"
Moxxie: "Yes."
(Y/N): "Why?"
Moxxie: "I'm just sick and tired of feeling like I'm useless all the while being picked on because physical status! Recently, I was in charge of an assignment, and I couldn't do that right. My wife did all the work. You are more of a man than I am."
(Y/N): "What happened?"
Moxxie: "It's like this..."
Flashback
Flashback ends
(Y/N): "Okay, it was awful. But so what? Back then, you just fought and survived against an Imp Cowboy who tried to kill Stolas."
Moxxie: "Because Millie was with me. I'm not invincible. Plus my tactics need work too."
(Y/N): "Alright."
Moxxie: "Wait really?"
(Y/N): "Yeah, I got nothing better to do anyway."
You helped train Moxxie to be all he can be putting through serious training.
Shooting
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Fighting
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Agility
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