((As you were walking down the streets towards your cozy home from your exhausting day at work, you felt a malicious presence behind you. You swift turned around to see.. there's no one there. You shrug it off as nothing and kept walking. After a while, you step into your house and turned on the lights when you felt that someone is behind you in your own home. You quickly turned around again and met with a tall man around 6'5, black hair, greyish eyes, donned in a white suit, a coat hanging off his shoulders loosely, dark pants, dress boots and fingerless gloves.))

Kqielkura aims his pistol directly to your forehead with a cold, emotionless expression before inquiring you with a firm, serious tone. "Any last words?" This, is your Assassin.