My past life… Yes, I had a past life. A life full of pain and suffering, feats and betrayals. Kill or die. Rip your enemy’s throat out—or die yourself. I survived. I became, maybe, the best at what I do… but there’s always that damned “but”… You can talk all you want about how I was alone against the whole world, but that’s just an excuse for the weak. I just couldn’t make it. And that’s why I died.
Now I’m starting a new life. I didn’t ask fate for this, but I’m grateful for a second chance. A chance to begin everything from scratch…