I was once happy, that's what I remembered when everything is fine. Until one day a group of rebels invaded our house and slaughtered every member of my family. It was a blood bath. I got a chance to run in the forest, still, the rebels tailed me, shooting an ak47. I got hit but not fatal, hidden in the woods for hours then hours turn to days. I've eaten different insects. Hell, I even ate grass just to survive. They scouted the forest for days. I was too afraid to make a small noise because of my gut feeling telling me that they are still in the forest. Rainy night, I heard a gunshot. Then what follows up is a loud noise of a grenade launcher. I thought that was the end of me. Head down, crying like a baby and shaking because of fear. A hand touches my shoulder “Kid, you're safe now.” I slowly look up to find a guy wearing a black leather jacket carrying a shotgun. Moments later, two blonde girls at their 30s showed up carrying an M14 rifle. One of them spoke up, “We're clean here, time to go.” seeing a rifle. I was about to run again at that time and hide again. Then the guy taps my shoulder, “Kid come with me. I'll tell you who killed your parents. If you don't trust here's a knife, you can kill me.” When I heard those words I didn't hesitate to come with him.
Still, trauma got me for a year. Couldn't eat, couldn't sleep and couldn't talk. Every night I would observe every movement until it became a hobby. Before I sleep, I would set up a perimeter full of traps. That's the only way that I could sleep calmly.
I was adopted by the man who rescued me. Andre Gaas. That was his name or that's what I at least know. Throughout that year he trained me. It was a rough year for him. We can't communicate well. I became a cold-blooded one. We would train without me saying a thing to him. Not even a sound when he accidentally slice my shoulder with his knife. No expression that would tell him if I'm hurt or what. “No signs of weakness, that's good.” He said.
That day he also gave me a new name. Khada Raiko. The next year, He sent me to what he calls the Institute of War. It was a restaurant at first but, as we got in, He presented a small square gold shape token with (IW-HO R 7th) engraving in it, to the cashier. We entered a secret elevator, while in the elevator he picks up another token from his pocket and put it in one of the missing elevator's buttons. He presses it and a new series of underground floors added to the elevator's buttons, descending 25 floors underground. We stopped at the 2nd underground floor. As the elevator opened, People wearing tuxedos and leather jacket accompany themselves in a mini bar on the left, on the right was a big lobby with five receptionist standing and giving a strange rectangular card. I can tell that it is a hotel card.
He enrolled me to IW, that's where I spent the next three years, studies and training every day for the next three years. I graduated and given a five token of Institute of War Junior Assassin Rank Rogue One. There are 322 students by that time I graduated. Every graduate has a ranking on their token. I don't know why I never listed on the ranking and I only got a Rogue One. Rogue One is not on the list of rankings.
That was eight years ago. I was thirteen when he adopted me. I was fourteen when I was enrolled in IW and I graduated at the age of seventeen. The youngest to ever graduate on IW. When you graduated from IW. You've already at least seven passports with different names and nationalities. The tokens act as a key to everything within the IW world. You don't need money, you use the token in everything from houses to hotels to buying weapons and suits. Different IW specialists handle this category. You just need to present a token to get what you want. If you have at least a hundred tokens, you're a millionaire.
I am twenty-four years now. I'm not the kind of guy that usually writes a journal of confessions about my past or how I assassinated someone. But, I'll spare you some experiences.
The first mission was a direct order from the IW Senate President.
[Named: Shiku Itikito
Occupation: CEO of the number one technology maker in japan and also a Yakuza Leader who sells drugs in different parts of Japan.
Mission: Infiltrate and kill Shiku Itikito]
Shiku Itikito is one of the twelve Ronins of japan and also a former IW Senator. He broke the rules when he started shipping the drugs to Asia. All IW Senators have voted and agreed with the mission. The reward would be 500 IW Tokens.
Occasionally, they would only give small missions to juniors. The highest reward that a junior could receive is, 50 IW tokens and that's big if you can get one. As for me, 500 IW Tokens. Because I will not assassinate Shiku Itikito but rather infiltrate his palace and kill him.
When old man Andre found out about the mission, he scolded me and told me to refuse the mission even if it put a speck of dirt on his name. He wants to refund the tokens, but he only has 200 Tokens in his whole career. That's not enough and rules are rules. Once you say accepted the mission, you can't change your mind.
Palace Blue, guarded by twenty experts foreign army with at least seven years of experience in service in the army. By the time that I passed them, what awaits are ten elite armies each with 15 years of experience in the army. Experts at combat, weapons, and bombs.
Palace Blue, a huge mansion guarded by thirty armies. Five on the balcony, arm by an M16. Three in each five windows, arm by VCS and two in every five doors, arm with 12gauge Revolver Shotgun. The last five are guarding his door. Each arm with a V19 pistol.
Got 45 P22, in my sleeve and DS-AR rifle with 2x scope.
My original plan was to create a diversion at the entrance but that's cliche. I, instead, installed a customized router that would activate the alarm in his building. That way, it would create a panic towards employees within the Itikito Industries. Panic would round up the building. Mostly if he's in his house, he would send up his double to go, in Itikito Industry, fifteen of his personal bodyguards would be escorting his double. That's my chance to infiltrate the mansion.
Fifteen bodyguards were left in the building. Two in evey door and five on his room. I snipe out the guards in every door. Using my 45 P22, I entered into the main room. I killed three of his bodyguards who came. Two elites left, we got into a hand to hand combat. Suddenly, He transform into this hideous creature who has six arm attach at his back, like spider's arm. Face covered with hairs and it doesn't have any eyes but rather a long disgusting tongue with teeths in it. Although I have survived, I broke my left arm. I did the job but got injured pretty bad. I got bitten by Shiku Itikito in my left arm. That's where I also found out that we are not train to assassinate someone but rather to fight an otherworldly creatures.
“Here I am, gone Rogue, questioning what is the secret of IW?”
“Why would I be gone Rogue you ask?”
“Well, because it my seven years in service, I've never been assigned to assassinate a human but rather otherworldly creatures.”
“Now, I'm coming to IW, for answers.”
The first part of my confession is a bit to fast. I'll admit, I did leave you wanting for more. It may seem entertaining but in real life, it isn't.The reason why I didn't write a continuation is that I took a vacation. Just to cool off some things.Alright, so onto the next part.I was seriously injured, but IW has headquarters in different regions. I immediately got to one of the HQ in Japan. That's where I met Akushi Hiroshi, the doctor of HQ in japan. I was admitted for a week. Although seeing a wound like mine is not new to him, I couldn't help myself but ask.While I was recovering, he invited me for tea. That is also the time when I finally decided to ask him, “What is Shiku Itikito?"He was shocked by my question then, “Since you are the only one who successfully killed him, I think that you deserve to know. Each country has its own myths and legend, right? Here in japan are the yokai, and what you killed is their leader. Yes,
Khada Raiko 3: The Trolls of Norway"IW seems to be hiding something."They are really hiding something, not those monsters that I have fought but rather, they know my origin.Yes, I now know what Emillio's last words. I don't wanna talk about it. By the time that you're reading this, I am probably on a vacation- on the hospital, of course. Alright, enough talk let's go to another confession.I was at the hospital of Maharlika for three days. Before I got home. I got scolded again by old man Andre.“You should stop now. Raiko the Token that you've earned is already enough for you. Just quit this work, find a decent job and live peacefully.”His reasons are convincing enough, maybe he is right. If I leave now, I might be able to get a peaceful life. But something's telling me that I need to know more. About me and my origin. What
Khada Raiko 4: Goblins of IcelandRight now, you've already assumed that maybe the hunt to Nero Orantri is over. No, it's not.In my stay in Norway, I learn a lot and by a lot I mean, everything. We are actually the same. Yeah, I know its kinda hard to explain why but I'll do my best. While I'm also telling you about another mission. But first, we'll talk about my training.My training? Well, it didn't go that well. For weeks I've been suffering. Pretty demanding and also exhausting, we would leave at dawn and return sunset. To the forest, hunting trolls again. Those ugly beast and their unpleasant odor. We would climb up the tree and leave a mark; a rope to where we are and jump unto another. Yeah, it may sound impossible and unbelievable but it is true. A spear in my back and a knife in my hand.I'll give you the full experience once I finished my book. Just kidding!Alright, so onto the next mission. But before that, I'll give you a small descri
Khada Raiko 4: Goblins of IcelandRight now, you've already assumed that maybe the hunt to Nero Orantri is over. No, it's not.In my stay in Norway, I learn a lot and by a lot I mean, everything. We are actually the same. Yeah, I know its kinda hard to explain why but I'll do my best. While I'm also telling you about another mission. But first, we'll talk about my training.My training? Well, it didn't go that well. For weeks I've been suffering. Pretty demanding and also exhausting, we would leave at dawn and return sunset. To the forest, hunting trolls again. Those ugly beast and their unpleasant odor. We would climb up the tree and leave a mark; a rope to where we are and jump unto another. Yeah, it may sound impossible and unbelievable but it is true. A spear in my back and a knife in my hand.I'll give you the full experience once I finished my book. Just kidding!Alright, so onto the next mission. But before that, I'll give you a small descri
Khada Raiko 3: The Trolls of Norway"IW seems to be hiding something."They are really hiding something, not those monsters that I have fought but rather, they know my origin.Yes, I now know what Emillio's last words. I don't wanna talk about it. By the time that you're reading this, I am probably on a vacation- on the hospital, of course. Alright, enough talk let's go to another confession.I was at the hospital of Maharlika for three days. Before I got home. I got scolded again by old man Andre.“You should stop now. Raiko the Token that you've earned is already enough for you. Just quit this work, find a decent job and live peacefully.”His reasons are convincing enough, maybe he is right. If I leave now, I might be able to get a peaceful life. But something's telling me that I need to know more. About me and my origin. What
The first part of my confession is a bit to fast. I'll admit, I did leave you wanting for more. It may seem entertaining but in real life, it isn't.The reason why I didn't write a continuation is that I took a vacation. Just to cool off some things.Alright, so onto the next part.I was seriously injured, but IW has headquarters in different regions. I immediately got to one of the HQ in Japan. That's where I met Akushi Hiroshi, the doctor of HQ in japan. I was admitted for a week. Although seeing a wound like mine is not new to him, I couldn't help myself but ask.While I was recovering, he invited me for tea. That is also the time when I finally decided to ask him, “What is Shiku Itikito?"He was shocked by my question then, “Since you are the only one who successfully killed him, I think that you deserve to know. Each country has its own myths and legend, right? Here in japan are the yokai, and what you killed is their leader. Yes,
I was once happy, that's what I remembered when everything is fine. Until one day a group of rebels invaded our house and slaughtered every member of my family. It was a blood bath. I got a chance to run in the forest, still, the rebels tailed me, shooting an ak47. I got hit but not fatal, hidden in the woods for hours then hours turn to days. I've eaten different insects. Hell, I even ate grass just to survive. They scouted the forest for days. I was too afraid to make a small noise because of my gut feeling telling me that they are still in the forest. Rainy night, I heard a gunshot. Then what follows up is a loud noise of a grenade launcher. I thought that was the end of me. Head down, crying like a baby and shaking because of fear. A hand touches my shoulder “Kid, you're safe now.” I slowly look up to find a guy wearing a black leather jacket carrying a shotgun. Moments later, two blonde girls at their 30s showed up carrying an M14 rifle. One of them spoke up, &ldquo