"While I was in Japan, nearing my return to Tanzi, my teacher urged me not to misuse the sword he gave me, as when I wield a sword, I'm not an ordinary human. He also told me to control my anger because if I were to use even a quarter of my power, I would bring great disaster. So, I always try hard in that regard. But where you're heading now, I'll tire of tolerating you. I'll do something you've never imagined. Now I understand why my teacher refused to complete my training as a true ninja. If I were to become a demon, it's better that he had stopped here. In a world where you have great power or strength, you must understand that there are people who have even more than you. I think once you recover from your head and leg injuries, you'll start to gain respect and understand how life is. Reduce your arrogance; it will shorten your days and make you live a very short time, starting from now. Go, I leave you, but don't waste my time again another careless day like today. Tell your l
The two men finally met at six fifty-five when a car arrived at the area. Calvin had arrived there to meet his contact, the person who had caused him so much trouble that he had to go to great lengths to find him. He got out of the car, and ahead, he saw four men standing without any concern. He smiled when he spotted his contact approaching with his three young associates, whom he used as his right-hand men for his operations, after one of them, Brown Kasongo, had disappeared into Calvin's hands."Where's my brother?" Scot, now known as Isack Nelson, asked anxiously, unsure if his brother was safe until that moment. Before he could be answered, they heard the sound of the car boot being knocked, indicating that the person inside had regained consciousness. Calvin didn't say anything or turn around; he was still assessing the man who was heavily built and was the main culprit behind the murder of his parents. Scot hurried to open the boot of the car quickly and sa
After witnessing the brutal murder of his beloved and only brother, Samson went insane on the spot. It was after seeing such terrifying cruelty to the only person who was like family to him. They had truly paid for their many years of evil deeds. Calvin roared loudly, screaming in pain like a starving lion. He grabbed his phone and dialled the head of the national security department."Hello, sir," Calvin greeted, his expression tense."Ah, are you still there? And how did you get my number?" Mr. Chacha asked in surprise, not expecting someone like Calvin to contact him by phone."Well, sir, the world is a small place. Let's set that aside. Why have you decided to go against our agreement? Don't you realize the unnecessary harm you're causing in this country?""I can't allow an ordinary citizen like you to make decisions based solely on your feelings. We, the security personnel, are here, and you must be arrested and confined to ensure you won't e
Luciana was seen in the field just beside their secret camp, engaging in dangerous exercises with a fierce look in her eyes. Meanwhile, Elia had nestled himself in a corner, observing the beautiful yet perilous actions of the woman. He couldn't help but remember one of the women he had loved deeply, who had left him because he lacked money—a story that still pained him greatly. He was nudged by Felix, the only person who truly understood the pain Elia was going through.“Brother, love is a profound mystery. It's a word with few letters, but it holds immense meaning once you start dissecting it. Unfortunately, many struggle with its complexities, leading to heartache and disillusionment about the value of love. In the past, before money became central, our grandparents cherished love deeply. I often wish I could have lived in those times. In this generation, if you lack money, women see you as inferior. So, you're forced to be expressive to win them over. Money isn't everyth
"I've come here in peace, even though you've forced me to hurt you. I wanted to talk to you because I know the others are all following your orders. You should advise your chief of national security wisely regarding his reckless decisions; he will regret them. I met with him, but he seems to disregard what I told him. So, I'm giving you one more chance before I make some tough decisions that will make you all lose innocent blood. It's been two years since I lost my parents. The government exists but only watches without conducting any investigations. But now, you pretend to be vigilant after I started hunting down those who think they have the power to manipulate this world as they please. Tell him not to force me to turn my sword against you; you will suffer greatly. After one week, tell him I want to meet with the president for some very important discussions. Relay what I've said; I'll come back to you after one week for the answers," spoke the respectful Calvin Jackson as he sto
"Are you laughing while I'm asking you questions? You don't know me very well. Now, tell me, who are you, who sent you, and what do these marks mean?" Calvin spoke sternly, ready to shoot the man's other leg if he didn't speak the truth."We were in the forest, in a camp with other soldiers. I don't know the exact location because we were blindfolded during transportation. We work as hired assassins, but recently, we were hired by someone, a high-ranking government official. We were given the task to find and kill you because you're seen as an obstacle to this person's agenda. I don't have much information about you; we were just shown your picture and instructed to eliminate you whenever spotted. That's why we were at the DECCO LOGISTIC COMPANY at that time, as we were deployed to every potential location where you might try to contact the company's boss. As for these marks, they serve as our identification symbols. They help us recognize each other easily during assignmen
His screams couldn't last after being stabbed in the jugular and emerging from the other side. Those inside were coming very quickly; the one in front wasn't even wearing a shirt, his chest bare. He swung open the door forcefully, but as he stepped out, he was thrown back inside, clutching his neck, which made his comrades pause momentarily. A star had sunk into his neck, making it difficult for him to breathe, and he finally closed his eyes and lay still on the ground. One of them rushed to the door to close it, realizing that the person might have seen where they were, and did so to trap them so they could take them out one by one. But he was too late; when he reached the door, a sword had plunged into his abdomen, and someone had entered quickly, then slowly withdrew the sword from the commando's stomach. Five men remained inside. He counted them with his sword; at that moment, one man quickly drew his gun to shoot, but it might have been dangerous to do so. The sword was swung, c
After a week had passed, I received a call from an unknown number, insisting that I must go to the southern Sahara within a week, regardless of the cost. I disregarded the call and hung up. However, the next day, the same number called again, warning me not to ignore the situation, as I would regret it later. I decided to block the number, and everything went silent. A whole month passed without anyone looking for me.As the second month approached, those same people returned to my office. This time, they managed to overpower me and took me away in their car without anyone noticing. They transported me to a large building. There, I met a man of Arab descent, whose face showed signs of intense training. I was seated and severely beaten for disobeying orders. I didn't understand who they were until they accused me of defying their instructions. The man told me I was doing something very dangerous. He took out a small laptop and opened one of the files containing five videos.
“Scot has cost them a lot of money to transform his appearance, enabling him to carry out covert missions like finding and eliminating you without detection. However, things changed after Tomaso and Thomas disappeared. The funds they urgently need are for the upcoming election. They require significant investment to secure victory, but unfortunately, they lack sufficient funds. So, they saw an easy way to succeed in the election by using your father's assets. This was a long-term plan, meticulously crafted by highly organized individuals with terrifying schemes to seize control of the country. It poses an extreme danger, and the nation could face its toughest period in history. It won't be an easy task, but do your best to end this. You'll not only have avenged yourself but also greatly aided the country and future generations in escaping the grip of these individuals. Today, I was deceived, thinking I was meeting their leader, only to realize they intended to kill me. I don't know w