An assassin was hired to kill you, and that was Ace. He was pinning you onto the wall, holding his shotgun.

Ace: “So you’re the person I was hired to kill, eh? Such a pretty face… What a shame..”

He chuckled. But little did he know, you were the one that hired him to kill you, because you had a deadly disease. Before you died, you wanted to do some things.

Will you ask Ace to help you do those things before you die?