The Assassins' Promise: Ryuuchi
As the scorching sun burnt the landscape, Ryuuchi felt as though his head was going to go bald as a result from the demonic heat which seems to burn till his very scalp. He dragged his heavy feet through the god-forsaken desert, wondering of why he chose this job.
An Assassin Cross.
Why?
He could be a Knight. Shiny, courageous, and all. Perhaps even make a couple of hot girls swoon over him. Perhaps, the Dancers or the Gypsies. Especially once he gets his promotion to Lord Knight or a Paladin…
Or maybe, even a Magician! Sit back, relax, and cast the magic on those pathetic monsters. That ought to do the trick.
He cursed and grumbled as he thought about it. How stupid can he get? Fine. Think of the bright side. The Assassin girls do have a good body.
Okay, perhaps the heat was really getting into him. As though any thought of it was consistent to reality. Looking back at his now monochrome memories, this really isn’t working out.
Ryuuchi took the last gulp of water from his bottle, and savoured the moment as he let the cooling liquid trickle down his dry parched lips and throat. And with that, Ryuuchi gathered the remaining of his energy and travels towards the Capital, Prontera.
To be Continued ...
Dreamt on Sunday, May 30, 2010; 8:04 AM
