I'm such a fan of their work. Watching them kill just brings me so much joy after a long day of work. Seeing the different types of people whom they kill surprises me. Men, women, white, black; I just never know who will die next, and that excites me.
Lately, there's been someone in my life who just brings me down. I always feel like they're controlling me. I'm just their puppet. I asked my friends about it. They too know of the assassin, and they suggested that I just hire them to kill that person who is bossing me around. I figured that I would wait. I would let karma get them. Maybe one of these days they'll die of old age, or maybe a sudden unexpected heart attack, or maybe someone out there is suffering as well and decides to hire the assassin themself to kill the person who controls the both of us.
After months of waiting and being under their control, I snapped. I just had to get them out of my life. Withdrawing money from my bank account, I went to visit the assassin. They were happy to kill for me. They didn't know the person whom I wanted to kill. All they saw was a target and a paycheck. They said that in a week, they would be killed.
One week later, they happily showed me a photo of their corpse from the morgue and a copy of their eulogy. I was delighted. I held in my hands proof that the one demon that was tormenting me was finally gone. It was all thanks to this assassin!
My desire to kill grew. As long as I find a way to earn money by any means possible, anyone who upsets me will die. They don't even have to be someone who upsets me. I can take a look at them, and if I have enough money and don't feel like they deserve to live, they'll be gone in just a short week.
Of course, that was before news broke out of the sudden death. The news reported assassination. The case has gone cold, but their family members are still grieving. Not to mention, the government is constantly questioning me as to why I made such a large transaction with absolutely no receipt to prove my purchase. I am not safe. I am being watched. They know of my desires to kill. I feel regret. In order to stop this sadness, I need to find something to make me happy. Sadly, ever since discovering the assassin, the only thing that makes me happy anymore is killing. I can't wait for the assassin to see the information about my next target, only to see my name listed as the target.