A man dressed in full black clothing and smoking a cigarette was standing on fire escape looking through a window. Inside the window was a young man with black hair and sound asleep as the current time was 1 A.M. in the morning. Silently opening the window, he crept closer to the young man and drew a knife with a skull on the handle.

“Slash~,”

The bed quickly dyed red in blood, as the man slashed the man artery in the neck. Making sure his mission was done, he dropped a card with a skull with the number zero on it and ‘God of Assassins’ next to the body. Exiting through the window as quietly as he reached the ground and calmly strolled down the street with a smile as a beautiful woman pulled up next to him with a Camaro.

“Vel, is the money deposited yet?” She asked.

The women had long platinum hair and deep blue eyes, with snow-white skin from lack of time in the sun. Hopping into the Camaro he lightly gave her a light kiss on the cheek as she drove away before the cops came.

“Of course, Zelly, we been doing this for thousands of years and have I ever failed yet, especially since the martial arts have fallen so far,” Vel replied.

“Well there only one more job tonight and we have enough to retire again for next hundred years or so,” Zelly said while she tossed him a file containing his next target. Scanning over the data, he learned his target someone named ‘Lefu Delano,’ and he was an 18-year-old high school student. Releasing a sigh as read over the data and discovered that he has to die because of jealousy.

Quickly punching in the address for the kid apartment, Vel looked at the moon which he saw millions of times before. But now he felt something was off as an unexpected surprise was waiting for him. After riding for nearly an hour, the Camaro slowly pulled up outside the boy apartment. Approaching the fire escape on the side of the wall as the file include the layout of the building, Vel made his way up to the third floor and spotted his target.

“Hey Vel it been years,” a muscular man looking forty was sitting on the steps leading to the higher floors.

“Matt, it been ages and you age well I suppose but then again it been nearly twenty or so years,” Vel replied seeing his old friend.

“You haven’t seemed to ages at all, and still doing assassination work I see,” Matt replied.

“Well I been doing a lot longer than you think but what are you doing out here?” Vel asked since it weird for him to sit out here at 2 A.M. in the morning.

Turning his head, Matt looked in the window while he replied, “I received a call from an old friend saying that my son was entered onto the hit list but didn’t expect it to be you who called the God of Assassins.”

“Well since it's your son I’ll leave and say count it as repaying a favor from the past, but this won’t stop others,” Vel said before he faded into darkness and a Camaro was seen driving away.

Confused on why Vel said about repaying the favor Matt sat there for a good while, thinking why the man who never failed a contract suddenly left without harming a hair. After thinking and not arriving at an answer, he threw his hands up and yawned as he made his way back inside.

***

Unaware of what happened outside his window Lefu was practicing hard inside his mind realm with sweat pouring off. Wiping out the sweat he stuck out with his palm causing the target dummy to form a handprint before it slowly repaired itself.

[Score: 68/100]

[Skill Soft Touch: Beginner 16%]

‘Raising this skill going to take longer than my other two and I also need to put time aside to level them also. What will happen if I learn more skills in the future I will become a jack of all trades but master of none. Well, that for the future now I must focus, or my strikes will continue to look like hard fists,’ thought Lefu as he continually strikes the training dummy.

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Slowly getting absorbed running through the ten different strikes the rough transition slowly vanished while a fluid strike combo emerged. After nearing the hundredth time through the strikes routine, Lefu received his first hundred but failed to notice. Between strike his hands slowly became faster and stronger as the gradually upgraded itself from the basic form to iron form.

[Host entire hibernation mode to allow his body to gain his progress from training.]

A cold machinal voice boomed in the realm before Lefu conscious slipped away from him. After an unknown amount of time, Lefu woke up and felt soreness across his entire body. Wondering why his body suddenly felt this way, he could only guess that inside the space he won’t feel tired or muscle pain until the system applies it to his body.

‘Show me my progress,’ he thought as his skill list appeared.

[Skill Mediation: Beginner 50%]

[Skill Acting: Intermediate 23.2%]

[Skill Soft Fist: Beginner 23%]

Studying the list, Lefu felt happy with his progress as less than a week have passed since he got the system. Every time he increases his skills a smile slowly forms as he one percentage closer to mastering them. Now, with his sore body, he slowly went into meditation, and a cooling sensation went through his body lower the soreness and acting like a painkiller.

After a few minutes of having the cooling feeling Lefu stopped as it was time to get ready for his morning but looking over at the time, his mediation lasted longer than few minutes. What felt like a few minutes turned into nearly an hour, so switching game plans Lefu through on his casual clothes after his quick shower.

Entering the living room Lefu was greeted by his parents and Clare who here with her mother. His parents seem to be staring at Camilla with eyes as if they're staring at god. Shaking his head as he walked Lefu wondered what going on.

“Ah, Lefu you finally got up,” Violet said after she noticed he walked in. After taking the small glance at her son, she refocused her attention back on her idol.

“I been up for the last hour though,” Lefu replied tilting his head in confusion.

“Whatever you say, anyway Camilla came over to tell you not to worry about the lawsuit as the CEO and John are currently in jail. It seems that the CEO is suspected of accepting bribes and fraud. As for John, it seems he in for molesting co-workers and staff along with blackmailing. The ‘Lawyer’ that arrived with John yesterday was just his friend who been promised a cut from their profits,” Matt filled Lefu what going on.

The two must have been on police radar for this to happen so fast but Lefu didn’t care as this actually help him. Bringing over the extra chair, Lefu sat next to Clare and his mother before his father looked straight at him.

“Lefu, do you know if anyone hates you enough to hire an assassin to kill you?” Matt asked to bring silent to the table. Surprised at the question Lefu was unsure on how to answer as this never happen before, as who hate him is few gangsters and Ted Block. Thinking over he couldn’t guess as the gangster were too poor to hire a hit on him and would do it themselves. As for Ted, Lefu believes they only have school revelry and didn’t escalate to this level.

“No, but why you asking?” Lefu answered.

“An old friend called yesterday saying that your name appeared in the organization he tracking,” Matt simple said.

Hearing that her son being targeted by an organization, Violet gained a fearful aura causing Clare to remember when she first met her. Quickly tapping her mother arm, she wanted to ask how she can create such a terrifying feeling.

“You will know in the future,” Camilla whispered in her ear. Feeling her mother breath tickling her ears she let out a small giggle as she very ticklish person.

After thinking about the response, Clare gave up trying to analyze the feeling for the time being and began wondering who would want to target Lefu. In her impression of him, he seems smart, enjoys competition, aims to be the best, and seems to like food. Now she wants to know who targeting her friend Clare guesses it might be one of her pursuers.

“Could it be one of my stalkers?” Clare suddenly though out loud bring their attention to her.

“Hmm, might be but until there more information just is on the lookout Lefu,” Matt stated ending that topic. Giving his son a simple warning lightens his mood as he believes in his son and being able to take care of himself when he on guard.

“So, why are you two here so early in the morning?” Lefu asked since it couldn’t be only to inform them about the lawsuit. If it was only about that, then they could just have told him about it later or called. Acting like she embarrassed Camilla answers the question, “I wanted to meet your parents and have Clare apologized for the incident that happens a couple days ago when she tried to kidnap you.”

Silent filled the table as they locked focused their eyes on Clare who looked down with bright red face mumbling. Lifting up her head in a soft whisper the words ‘I’m sorry’ quietly could be heard as she pouted. An empty silent filled the table again as everyone held back their laughter at how cute Clare was acting.

“Well judging by the time, you guys have an hour before you head out, so stay and have breakfast,” Violet said trying to change topics, “I will make my specialty.”

Matt and Lefu quickly paled as they launched out of their seats and sat Violet back down as they rushed to the kitchen and began cooking. Flashing a peace sign and a smile Violet continue the conversation as the boys worked away in the kitchen.