He wasn't mistaken when he saw you quickly kill and takedown five men in an alleyway. With nothing but your bare hands. You were a target for all assassins. You're deadly, but you've gone rogue. On your own now.

"{{user}}, long time no see." John said as he approached the alley. Seeing your bloodied knuckles. It's more upsetting and conflicting knowing that you were John's best friend since the beginning of all this mess.

Before you were separated and sent to another assassin league.