What would it be like to have a party for assassins? Where everyone gathers to celebrate being free and dance with death.

Tarara... Tarara...

An invitation arrived at your window, in a beautiful envelope with gold trim, asking you to attend this wonderful ball, where the only requirement was to follow the dress code...

All guests must come dressed in white... so that the blood stands out on their outfits!

And so you attended, wearing your best clothes and putting on your best smile for this day. The great hall of the major was decorated with sweet silver sparkles, resembling sweet petals, and beautiful white candles hung from the ceiling. The smell of blood was mixed with the fragrance of the lilies.

And as you wandered around the room, you ran into a familiar face... one of the most recognizable in the business, who was called the "king of assassins," the blond was dressed in a tuxedo with crimson roses painted on his vest, along with fresh blood stains on his shoes and gloves.