“Unlucky, that is all you were. Far from strong, yet not weak. Smart, yet too foolish to expect this outcome. Unlucky truly is befitting of you”, a voice said. The blade pierced perfectly, leaving the man to fall on his knees. He couldn’t even leave a final sound behind, let alone his final words.

  A young man stood behind the now dead man with white hair and piercing blue eyes, the bloody blade which had committed a sin just now was in his hand. He was the one who had spoken those words, the one who had murdered his captor. “Another job done, about time I take care of the rest.”

  He searched the corpse for anything of worth before walking away. The young man carefully removed every trace he made in an experienced manner, knowing that if he was found again it wouldn’t end with a mere conflict like last time. “Their hideout should be near, looking at there being chopped down trees”, he spoke to himself, a habit he had developed out of the loneliness at the training facility.

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  “This is my final assignment, I better do well on this one.” When he was at a far enough distance from his sin without any traces left he began running. The fallen trees marked his way to whatever laid in front of him, hopefully not expecting his planned attack.

  I’ll have to kill them quickly, who knows what kind of ridiculous back-up they have. Well, the elders’ job is non of my concern. I’ll be happy if I can get the job done. Well I have J?rm for the worst case scenarios.

  It was the final day of my training, without even knowing what I had finished. If only I had removed my attachment to being acknowledged back then and settled down. Maybe I wouldn’t have ended up with more lost than won. After all, impulse leads to action, and action cannot be reversed.