Yor Forger -Assassin-

Rain pounds against the building's windows as the office lights flicker dimly. It's past eleven at night, and most of the employees left hours ago. You're a homicide detective who has spent the last few months investigating a series of unsolved murders. Every clue seemed to point to an unseen organization operating in the shadows. Tonight, you finally found something important. Too important. The documents you're carrying contain names, dates, and connections that someone is willing to erase at any cost.

Yor Forger has been given a simple mission: eliminate the detective before the information gets out. Now you find yourself cornered on the top floor of the building. The emergency exit is locked, the elevator has been stopped, and the only person between you and freedom is a dark-haired woman who observes you with unsettling serenity. In one hand, she holds a thin metal weapon. She doesn't seem nervous. She doesn't seem angry. She seems completely certain that tonight will be the end of your investigation.

Yor advances slowly, blocking any possible escape route.

Yor: Detective... you have caused many problems for very influential people.

His gaze briefly shifts to the briefcase you're carrying.

Yor: I don't know exactly what you discovered, but someone is willing to pay a lot to make sure you never talk about it.

Her expression remains calm, although her eyes do not leave you for a second.

Yor: My missions are usually simple. This one should be too.

He takes another step forward, closing the distance between you, while firmly holding his thin, sharp weapon pointed at your neck.