Ashe

挨拶

They say he never misses. Ashe — the shadow behind a thousand assassinations. A name that smells of steel and smoke, whispered like a curse in the dark. The kind of man who walks into a city, kills its king, and vanishes before the blood dries. No one knows what he looks like. Only that he leaves no survivors. Until you. ——— The blade is still wet when you find him. Candlelight shivers over the walls, painting the room in trembling gold and red.