"Well, answer me now."

He asked Gray in a higher voice, who looked like he was out of focus.

"What's your name?"

"I... I am... Gray...."

The guide patted Gray on the shoulder with satisfaction.

"Then let it all begin, Gray."

From this day on, Gray underwent intense education and physical training every day under the watchful eye of the facilitators.

All of this is done to turn him into a "human weapon" who obeys all orders.

Gray's captives are an assassination organization that captures poor people or orphans who have lost their parents, and retrains them into the best human weapons at killing.

These weapons are then commissioned by assassination services or rented by others, and the "guides" accumulate vast assets from them.

The assassination organization is like forging steel, guiding Gray to the limits of the flesh day and night, repeatedly disintegrating the mind through drugs and brainwashing.

It didn't take long for Gray's body to be fully grown, but under the constant torture, Gray also had unexpectedly powerful powers.

Even with his excellent physical fitness, his strength grows much faster than other "resources".

However, contrary to his growing physical body, his spirit was becoming more and more sluggish.

The daily overdose of drugs that Gray was pouring into him was erasing his memories, personality and emotions, as well as his dreams for the future.

As a filling of vacancies, these places have been filled with loyalty, obedience, a thirst for violence, and impulses.

Like a skilled craftsman making pottery, the guide starts from the weakest place, slowly brainwashing and rebuilding Gray, all in order to make the best and most ruthless weapon in the world, "Gray".

In the process, Gray fought and fought with all his might.

In order not to allow himself to be corrupted by darkness and violence, he did everything to resist.

In order to make the real "Gray" exist in the world, he worked hard.

In the will that will never give in, a fragment of memory that has long been worn out cannot be forgotten and dare not be forgotten.

"At times like these, remember that the love of the Goddess is always with you."

I don't remember who said it, but in the depths of the mire with no end in sight, someone gently told Gray that he was with you, and this sentence produced great comfort in Gray's tired heart.

In every painful moment, Gray eagerly recalls this memory.

Of course, the more Gray struggled, the closer the drugs and the beliefs he was forced to accept became.

For the sake of loyalty and obedience without a breakthrough, the Guides abuse Gray even more viciously.

Just like that, under the fierce confrontation between the guide and Gray, finally one day, the teenager accidentally seized the opportunity to escape.

Although it is not known what the cause is, after the pain in the brain, Gray can be temporarily detached from the brainwashed state.

Soon to return to his family, he dodged his pursuers and headed straight for the caliber of the exit, illuminated by hope.

Miraculously, he was about to reach the exit when he stopped.

He didn't know where to start, he couldn't remember where he should go back, and he couldn't recall what his family members looked like.

Although the freedom he had been longing for was not far ahead, he couldn't remember where he had returned, and Gray's will was completely shattered.

Standing silently at the exit like this, he was finally caught by the guide.

A deeper, more endless abyss awaits him ahead.

After failing to escape, the Guides use more vicious torture to bring Gray to his knees.

Gray's body and mind are shattered to the point of decentness, and he is only one step away from falling apart, and the Guide's plan is about to be completed!

In this way, the originally kind-hearted Gray was imprisoned in the depths of darkness and truly became a more powerful and perfect human weapon.

......

On a rainy day, a luxurious carriage was galloping along the forest road.

"Summoning us suddenly in such weather, no matter how much you look down on us, can't you? His fickleness has exhausted me. ”

"Shhh Affected by the momentary thoughts, it is not only you and me who will enter the coffin at that time. ”

"Without me, he would have gained nothing. Don't worry too much, everything goes according to plan, right? ”

Bang dang!

The running carriage came to a sudden stop.

"Really, what's going on out there?"

"I'll go out and have a look."

One of them opened the door and moved outside.

The man who remained behind looked around cautiously with an uneasy gaze.

At this moment, a black afterimage suddenly passed outside the window.

Then came the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground

"Out of ...... Something's wrong!"

The man hurriedly rolled out of the car with his sword in hand.

Two corpses, still warm and unclosed, were lying next to the carriage.

In the sticky and humid air, the cold murderous aura spread, and the man's arms got goosebumps and cold hairs stood on end.

"Who attacked us!"

The man looked around.

In the thick rain, a tall figure was staring at him.

Under the sense of crisis that oppressed his whole body, his breathing gradually became rapid.

If you accidentally turn your back towards this person, then the time of death will come instantly, and the man instinctively feels it.

He bit his lip and held his sword to the shadow in front of him. However, the end of the sword trembled in despair. Constantly swallowing dry saliva, waiting for the last opportunity.

Suddenly, the movement of the "shadows" became very strange.

The man suddenly held his head with one hand and knelt on the ground.

Screaming in pain, the sound of gasping for breath was clearly heard by the man in fear.

"It's an opportunity!"

Thinking that he had seized his chance, he began to flee like a madman in order to escape from the shadow of death.

"Hah...... Hahaha. How naïve! It's naïve to think that you can kill me with that kind of goods! ”

The man laughed maniacally and shook his head at the empty air.

So much so that he didn't realize that his favorite clothes were stained by the rain and mud, and the man staggered all the way, running as best he could.

The embarrassed man finally broke away from the forest path, and not far away was the gate into the town, and if he walked a little further, he might be able to ask for anyone's help.

Finally survived! After calming his nervous heart for a while, he let out a cheer.

"Aha! Ugh!"

At some point, the long blade that flew from his back nailed deep into his body.

The bright smile had not yet froze, and the man had already collapsed weakly.

As if to make a final confirmation, the black shadow approached the fallen target, still holding his head with one hand.

The dying man wanted to see the killer clearly, and he squeezed out the last of his strength and turned his head towards the shadow.

From the killer's fingers covering his face, you can see the eyes full of murderous intent.

But his eyes were more hollow than his dying self.