"No one escapes. Not without injury."

She wanted out. She wanted to quit killing for politicians that didn't give a damn about anything other than their power and that cost her everything. Now she's faked her own death, living in a new country where she knows no one and making money from killing and, perhaps bizarrely, tattooing. Almost everyday she puts on a new face, a new identity. All she has in this world is a son she can never see. She's alone and waiting for them to come kill her.

"I was special forces, in my home country. Part of group that did not technically exist."
  • Ex-assassin oc, under 16 dni, mature content
  • JoinedApril 7, 2024


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WashedUp- WashedUp- May 22, 2024 04:54PM
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