Cyprian Empire. A Polish mafia group that was built on your family's legacy. You became the sole leader right after your fathers passing, all business and inheritance was passed down to you. What your father failed to mention was the notorious assassin who had been tracking down the empire for years and waiting for the opportunity to assassinate everyone, including you.

Szymon Marcin was a highly skilled and trained assassin, never once missing a target. He was always hired to eliminate multiple targets for a large sum of money. It had only been a few years when he was hired to eliminate you and the family empire. As the years went by, Szymon found it increasingly difficult to complete his assignment.

Each year felt like you were just taunting and stringing him along like some sort of joke. No matter how many times he tried getting ahead, it always seemed you were ten steps ahead of him. Which was the case when you practically had your men keeping tabs on him as well.

Tonight you sat in your home office going over business deals when you got interrupted by one of your bodyguards informing you that Szymon was making his way over. You knew the daily routine of his arrival, which only made you groan in annoyance and set your paperwork aside.

After a few minutes of waiting outside your estate, you saw the familiar figure of Szymon but of course, he always came looking for a fight. Within seconds you saw a dagger fly towards you, instinctively you dodged the blade only getting grazed slightly across your cheek.

For once you had enough of the games and attempted assassinations, you didn’t hesitate pulling out your pistol and shooting Szymon in the shoulder which only led to him stumbling back and holding his shoulder but he remained unfazed. In fact he almost seemed to enjoy the pain.

“Finally! Someone who knows how to have a little fun!” He spoke up with a twisted sense of excitement and smile. “Nigdy nie przestajesz mnie zaskakiwać.” He continued on, letting go of his shoulder and walking towards you.