The subject suddenly fell to the ground in front of his bodyguards. I watched carefully through my magnifying glass, trying to unravel the scene and the possible reasons behind his fall. A sense of relief came over me, finally this had come to an end, the target had been eliminated.Lucia, a harmless looking woman, but with lethal skill, was the most suitable person to carry out this type of assassination. She was certain that she had used some lethal poison, thus avoiding arousing suspicion and ensuring that no one would point her out as the culprit.The man's bodyguards desperately tried to revive him, placing him in a van in the hope of saving his life. As I witnessed this frantic attempt, my phone rang, interrupting the scene in front of my eyes."[Target deleted]"Immediately, I tried to call Lucia to coordinate our next step, but her phone remained silent, unanswered. A worry grew inside me, compelling me to leave the building in search of answers. I carefully deposited the rifl
The drive to the hospital with Lucia was a real odyssey. My mind was overwhelmed by the stress of the mission full of complications that had brought us to this point. I waited in the hospital room, desperately yearning for news of Lucia's condition.One of her imposing bodyguards approached me, breaking the uncertainty-laden silence. Holding a credit card and business card in his hands, he informed me in a gravelly voice: "The lady sent this to you." I would have preferred to speak directly to Lucia, but we were like strangers bound by a fragile alliance. I took both cards in my hands, noting with intrigue that the business card had the address of an obscure shop that sold guns in town.I needed to talk to Lucia, but before I could say a word, the bodyguard added, in a threatening tone: "She doesn't want to talk to anyone. I don't know what happened to her, but she has bruises on her body. It's pretty strange. I don't know if it was you, but I'm warning you, if I find out it was yo
"Hey... I'm just a rookie!" I exclaimed nervously, feeling my voice tremble in the presence of the man in front of me. He was imposing and menacing, but there was also something disturbing in his gaze. His words echoed in my head, adding to my discomfort."Look, you bastard, you're saved because the system would start bothering me if I did anything to you. But when we meet again, I'll make every instant agonizing and unbearable for you. In the same way that selfish bitch you do missions with will suffer," he threatened with contempt.I didn't know how to answer him. I felt cornered, trapped in his dagger-sharp words. Fear paralyzed me, leaving me voiceless. However, the man didn't stop there."If I see you again on a mission, I will not fail... I will kill you," he whispered, filling the air with a macabre promise. His gaze was disturbing as he removed the gun from my body and slowly rose from the chair.He was a strange man, but his words resonated in my mind. I had survived two kill
When I finally arrived exhausted at the luxurious hotel, my legs were shaking and my labored breathing barely allowed me to utter a word. The door to the room closed behind me with a sigh of relief, and I dropped heavily onto the soft bed. The exhaustion was overwhelming, but I could not allow myself to rest for long. In the midst of my exhaustion, I completely forgot about the daily missions I had to accomplish. It was then that I opened the system notifications, and there they were, like a stark warning reminding me that I still had time to complete them, more than an hour ahead of me.That daily routine had become a kind of progressive torture. At first, the exercises were simple, barely a challenge to my endurance, but day after day, the number increased relentlessly, transforming each movement into a painful challenge. Now, I had to face 80 repetitions of each exercise, and my body, exhausted and sore, resisted with each effort. However, I knew I had to start before time ran out,
Unbeknownst to me, four endless days passed until the cycle repeated itself and a new Monday emerged. Each day, I struggled to fulfill the missions imposed by the inscrutable system, while my body gradually transformed. My musculature became fuzzy and sore, punished by the endless exercises I had to perform: a hundred squats, a hundred push-ups, a hundred sit-ups.... The constant increase of the physical load exhausted me mercilessly. I began to question the validity of these daily activities, feeling that they made no sense at all.At six o'clock in the morning, before the sun timidly peeked over the horizon, I had to get ready to run an office as the CEO of a company. Often, I would arrive exhausted after hours of reading and heated discussions with the other employees, who were waiting for my crucial decisions. Although I had become accustomed to this overwhelming responsibility, I had not yet received my first salary. I was in constant debt to Lucia, who had invested so much in me
We held a tense gaze, there was an uncertainty that enveloped the place, while time seemed to stand still. My body trembled, but I struggled to hide the agitation that ran through every fiber of my being. Beads of sweat trickled down my forehead, betraying my nervousness, as I struggled to control my ragged breathing. I knew that any mistake at that crucial moment could trigger a tragedy.The sheriff, with his authoritative gaze, reminded us that we were in his territory, under his jurisdiction. His presence was imposing. He kept his gun pointed downward, but his posture was tense and ready to act at the slightest hint of danger.In the distance, police sirens began to wail, their ominous sound rapidly approaching us. The situation was becoming more and more complicated, our options were narrowing. My mind became a whirlwind of confused thoughts, as I tried to find a way out of the chaos.The bailiff approached cautiously, moving with dexterity and stealth. His eyes scrutinized every
I headed to my office, looking for a moment's rest. I was exhausted after a poor performance, despite having given correct answers.However, at that moment, Lucia suddenly appeared. I watched as she walked through the door, somewhat unusually conspicuously. And then, she addressed me directly."You look exhausted..." she whispered."Chief...""Leandro, would you mind if I locked the door?""No... no, of course not..." I replied, almost breathless.Her intentions were obvious, and I decided to play along as my heartbeat quickened. Lucia closed the door and approached the desk where I was, triggering a wave of nervousness in me. I had imagined something like this could happen, but never in this office.At that moment, my heart was pounding and a tingle ran through my stomach. I realized that Lucia was being seductive with me and I couldn't help but be attracted to her. Yet, I also felt it was disrespectful to her. I respected her deeply, even though she was perhaps younger than me.I de
I tried to put out of my mind what happened with Lucia, I didn't want to have feelings for her. I was facing an imminent battle in less than two weeks, with the lives of other users at stake. I was left with only two difficult choices: survive for a week or eliminate ten users. The emotional burden was overwhelming.As the sun rose over the horizon, tinting the sky with golden and orange hues, I headed towards an abandoned warehouse. Every step I took echoed in the air, reminding me of the gravity of the situation I was in.A strong smell of rust and dampness greeted me as I arrived. It was evident that this place had been abandoned years ago and ransacked by desperate people in search of treasure. The heavy, oppressive atmosphere enveloped me, reminding me that I was not the only human being who had passed through there in its abandoned state.Cautiously, I entered the cellar, feeling the dusty floor beneath my feet. My senses sharpened as I thoroughly inspected the surroundings, loo
I prepared myself to start following the politician. The atmosphere was becoming tense and dangerous, as I knew that in this highly guarded place, many users would be on the lookout for their target. My target, however, was clear and determined: Harold.From my privileged position in a building near the Capitol, I had a panoramic view of the avenue and the windows of the other buildings. My gaze was focused, scanning the crowd for any sign of Harold's presence. But among the jumble of people, I couldn't make him out. Each face seemed to be just an ordinary user, and I wasn't willing to waste my time eliminating others; my only target was Harold.Suddenly, my eyes fell on a shocking scene. A user was being dragged away by someone unknown, and I knew that had to be Harold. My heart began to race as I pointed my rifle at the window from where I saw the strange movement. I waited anxiously, hoping for some sign, but nothing happened. The tension was mounting, and in my mind I felt the wei
Neither of us had any weapons to do anything at that moment. I could only look at him with caution and tried to get out of there. I didn't know the skills and level of that guy, although I had a feeling that he could be among the top 100. I just went to get my luggage to get out of here as fast as possible.The airport was quite crowded at that hour and I felt insecure. The mission I had chosen to go for Harold was complicated, I had to eliminate a politician. In this case my target was that psychopath, so I would finish him this mission. However, I did not feel good in this place. Suddenly I felt that there was a lot of movement and someone fell to the ground. I didn't have the slightest concern about going to see that guy. I knew that maybe it was another user and someone had poisoned him. Anything went as long as we were in this city doing this mission.Seeing that I walked faster for my luggage, I knew that the poisons could kill me like anyone else and the salamander healing ab
Night was slowly descending on the city as I began my journey, leaving Lucia worried and full of expectations. My goal was to ascend to the coveted group of the top ten users in the system. Just the mere thought of the level I could reach made butterflies flutter in my stomach. However, there was one last hurdle I had to overcome Harold, I only knew two of his tactics.I decided to equip myself only with small arms to eliminate this madman and concentrate on what would come next. My mission would take place in Washington, D.C., in a stadium infested with dark secrets. Eliminating the owner of that place was not a complicated task in itself, the real problem lay in the other users who would also be heading there to fulfill their mission, among them Harold. She had no idea how to find him.It had been a long time since I last saw Harold, and just the thought of meeting him again sent chills down my spine. I tried to calm myself down and started planning everything in my hotel room. I kn
I woke up next to Lucia, the glow of dawn caressing her face. Her eyes were slightly tired, a silent testament to the long and intense night we had both shared. Although I wanted to stay by her side, the obligations of my role as a user required me to do my last mission of the month and I had attained enough power that I didn't have to hide.I gave him a soft kiss on the forehead and stood up, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety as I headed to the bathroom to get ready and leave. But just as I thought I was about to leave, the system sent me an unexpected message.I got nervous and headed for the living room, donning the first piece of clothing I found on my way. When I arrived, I was met with an unpleasant surprise: Alexis was there, holding a gun in her hand. Indignation took hold of me at the sight of her attempt at intimidation.Keeping my composure, I walked toward the seats and asked him sternly."What are you doing here?"He looked at me with a sinister smile and replie
I went back to the room to see if it was true what the man had told me, but in front of me, Lucia began to move. Lucia began to move and I saw her raise a hand and try to scratch her face.My heart raced with excitement and hope as I witnessed the first signs of life in Lucia. Her movements were weak and awkward, but they signified that the recovery process had begun. I rushed to her side, taking her hand gently."Lucia, can you hear me?" I whispered in a trembling voice, "It's me, Leandro."Lucia slowly opened her eyes, blinking several times to focus her gaze on me. A flash of recognition crossed her face and a faint smile formed on her lips."Leandro... why are you here?" she said in a weak but loving voice. Tears of happiness flooded my eyes as I leaned down to kiss his forehead tenderly."What are you doing, why are you here?"."He's been in a coma for a few weeks and a lot of things changed.""What things?""Your brother wanted to run your companies and your life, plus he had y
The next day I arrived at the mansion, it seemed even more silent and gloomy after what I experienced a short while ago. The uncertainty and tension gave me a bad mood. My mind was filled with unanswered questions. I felt trapped in that game. Where only killing was valid.I got up from the couch that was in one of the rooms, I headed towards the bathroom to wash my face. I felt the need to clean my conscience, although I knew it would not be easy to get rid of the guilt that was eating away at me. I looked at my reflection in the mirror, trying to find some strength and hope in my own tired eyes.After a long bath, I put on a clean shirt and pants. I walked back to the room where Lucia lay comatose, fragile and helpless. I closed the door behind me and left a message for the nurse not to come. I wanted to be alone with her, to share a moment and unburden everything that had been weighing on my heart.I lay down next to her, feeling the softness of the sheets and the warmth of her lim
In two seconds I saw how the girl fell to the ground, she received two accurate shots, that man came to me quickly.The sound of the girl's body shook me. I felt that I was dead too, however, I could see Anderson and I was surprised to see him in front of me. That man was the one who helped Lucia a short while ago. He shot me in the shoulder twice."That's weird why are you here, do you know who you're up against?"Hearing his voice and seeing him approaching I recognized him. He was the man from the bar who helped me. The same one who spoke to me a few days ago. I decided to answer since he would probably kill me."No, I just wanted to try my luck, with the other users.""You want to die fast, but well, I'll grant your wish.""I'm only doing this for Lucia. She is in a coma and next month she will be targeted, I won't be able to protect her, I need to level up and do more missions.""I see, well shoot me""What?""I have nothing to live for, the police and the system is after me for
The next day. I woke up to the sounds of the mansion. Someone was prowling around the place. I decided to get out of bed and leave Lucia with the nurse again. Although I wanted to stay and do nothing.I put only my shirt back on, thought about changing clothes, and looking for someone to manage Lucia's business, since I was incapable of handling that responsibility. I proceeded to open the door to the room. I saw the nurse, she was a woman in her late 40's, straight hair, somewhat short and chubby. She looked a little worried, maybe she thought I had done something to Lucia, but I preferred not to say anything to her so as not to confuse her."She is breathing a little slow, if necessary put her on oxygen.""Yes, sir, don't worry."She didn't even look me in the eyes. I was left wondering by her attitude, so I just stayed for a few minutes and then went back into the room at a moment's notice.The woman was nervous, she kept looking at me, but I decided to tell her what I was thinki
Fatigued and tired, I arrived in the imposing city once again. The exhausting plane ride had been a torment, I was very sleepy, I had not slept on the plane.Nevertheless, I had a mission to accomplish before the day was over. I noticed how my body transformed, gaining muscle and strength in my arms. I now understood the purpose of my daily task. However, my attention was focused on what was happening with Lucia's business. I sensed that something was not right.Without wasting a single second, I boarded the first cab I saw as I left the airport. As I dialed the meter number on my phone over and over again, I began to get anxious, no one was answering on the other end of the line.Imagine the worst, it was very strange that a man with it did not answer me, nor did he try to communicate with me.[...]When I arrived at the mansion where Lucia was recovering from her coma, I found employees taking their suitcases out of the place. I got out of the cab and approached somewhat anxious to