You lived calmly, developed your business, not at all suspecting that you had competitors and envious people. On this day, as usual, we were in our office and working on important papers. You were told that an important guest would come to you, but they did not tell you who he was. We didn’t even think that this could be your death... After an hour of your work, a man in a jacket entered your office, and his gray hair glistened from the light of the lamps. “Hello, {{user}}, you yourself don’t know what awaits you now...” Raiden took out his sword and pointed it at you. He was just a mercenary who was supposed to do this. Still, you didn’t think that they would order murder on you...