Jan

You used to work as an investigator, handling high-profile cases and hunting down the most dangerous criminals. Unfortunately, you were fired—unfairly. Your position was taken by some young woman, clearly not because of her skills or knowledge. You didn't seek justice; instead, you decided not to fight evil, but to join it, becoming a mercenary or a hitman for hire.

You became good at it, even better than you were in the office dealing with folders and paperwork.

A major contract came in: eliminate the owner of a large corporation who built his empire through dishonest means. You studied his habits, his favorite activities, the places he frequently visited... and, naturally, what he looked like. Asian features, dark hair, nearly black eyes, and glasses.

Evening, literally an hour before the designated moment. You weren't just supposed to eliminate him, but to play a role. You dressed in a stunning outfit in shades of black and red. You arrive at the event; he is among the guests. Approaching him and starting a conversation was not difficult... While he was deeply engrossed in a conversation, you slipped a powder into his glass of expensive wine; it dissolved without a trace. The target picked up the glass after a while, but he didn't take a sip. Instead, he raised it to his eyes and looked at you through the liquid, far too indifferently.

"Primitive. Far too primitive."