It was never a fulfilling sight to see someone die in front of our very eyes. What more for a ten-year-old child who was destined to kill when she turned 11? Growing up from an elite family of assassins was never as elite as it said. Prestigious as it may sound, it was never a life anyone with conscience would enjoy. That may be the only reason why a certain girl was raised in a manner that abolished conscience’s very presence.  Eris Rozentilla was the first woman born to the family. Her birth was never intended to happen. Her whole being shook the whole garden of assassins. A lady could never handle the macabre responsibilities a first born shall take. That is an unspoken rule within the garden. Her childhood screamed blood and her empty eyes shouted death. Her life carved her to be one without conscience or so what the others thought. She was the single flower from the garden that stood out not because of its presence but its deviance. In a world of black and white, Eris was the red one. She chose darkness to hide her miscreant entirety. She abandoned chastity.