Blacksmith Assassin

Unfinished Business

"The heart never forgets."

I. (3 Days left Before the Culling)

I've always hated myself for my own incompetence. Wherever I went, failure seems to accompany me. Like some kind of loyal dog that wags its tail as it follows me around. I've learned to deal with it on my first life, using liquor as an exit to my miserable situation. I've learned to cope with it. I've learned how to endure the pain of not being enough. But right now, my incompetence is biting me really hard. I never knew I could even hate myself even further than I already have.

I am in the front yard of Sina's Inn. I waited for night to come, cleaning Mystica's corpse and my own in the process. I dressed her in a beautiful white dress that I found in her cabinet and put as much effort on my own corpse.

"I'm sorry." Tears started falling from my eyes again. The burden of her death will always weigh down on me. I trusted too easily and this is what I got in return.

I buried our bodies next to each other, putting a wooden fr