At the edge of a building, a man could be seen sitting there, his one leg hanging down while his other leg was bent and his arm resting on it. His body was hidden by the black robe and a mask resting over his face.


    With a sigh he leaned back and laid his head against the cool stone wall, the mask muffling his breaths. His eyes, peeking through the slits in the mask, studied the empty street below with a practiced gaze.


    Taking out a piece of paper and a pen from my bracelet, I slowly started cutting the names written on it.


    After some thought and rechecking almost fifteen names have been cut down.


    "Huh... It''s been almost six hours now." I mumbled.


    The task was tough but not impossible to do. The only saving grace was that all the people I ambushed were not prepared, and most if not were asleep. This resulted in their quick death without much hassle.


    The only trouble I have gotten was those who fought back, awakeneds, in the end, had many abilities, and those with short-range or typical physical enchanting abilities were the true troublemakers.


    To defeat them swiftly I needed to use static which cost more energy than Kairosflow, which surprisingly had become my trump card.


    "As an awakener, I relied upon it so much, but now as an awakened, I can only hide it."


    ''I recover from exhaustion quickly, I wonder if it''s due to also Kairosflow.'' I thought to myself before standing up, and dusting off my clothes a yawn escaped before I knew it.


    "Four more and my job will be done." I stretched my hands, fatigue had already settled in my bones, but the adrenaline kept me going. I scanned the paper, focusing on the names that remained.


    Making sure I remembered the address I stored it inside the storage again.


    Looking at the bracelet a sudden thought came to my mind that I had completely forgotten about.


    "A letter, I was supposed to send a letter to Anny and the others."


    They didn''t know my address, but I had theirs. So it was obvious who was at fault now.


    Shaking my head, I pushed away the guilt and descended from the rooftop.


    "After everything has been settled down, I will do it for sure."


    Falling off the rooftop I took two steps mid-air and landed safely on the ground. Practice really helps, a sense of pride filled me at my landing.


    The days of falling from the sky and rolling on the ground are over now!


    The moon cast a silver glow over the cobblestone streets, and the cold night breeze rustled through my hair, as my steps carried me to the next target.


    The building was painted in bright yellow, even at the dead of the night it still managed to maintain its glow.


    My heart thumped, its beat echoing through the quiet alleyway as I approached the yellow building. The snoring grew louder, confirming that my target was indeed inside.


    Walking up to the door, I could hear the faint sounds of snoring coming from the second floor.


    Is it a shared house? How am I supposed to find the awakened?


    Hesitation briefly took hold, but the mission was clear. With a deep breath, I swiftly climbed up entering the room through the second-floor window.


    The room was a mess, cooking utensils collecting dust at the corner, while the door at the left was slightly open, with a small creaking sound of the floor I entered the bedroom.


    A man could be seen lying on the bed, taking deep breaths making his body rise and fall in the rhythm of sleep. His clothes were tossed around the room, indicating a lack of care for his surroundings. I tiptoed closer, my eyes adjusting to the darkness.


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    My hand soon reached his shoulders shaking him gently to wake him up. His eyes shot open in surprise, the white mask stark against the darkness. He sat up with a gasp, staring at me with a mix of fear and confusion.


    In the next moment, spikes erupted from the ground, covering the room in a deadly trap. Without wasting any time I reacted swiftly taking a step back to dodge and reached for my sword destroying the spikes coming from below.


    "Who are you?" The man demanded as he abruptly stood up, his hand pointed toward the masked figure.


    Looking at the deadly spikes my confusion vanished, Sword of Repose crackled as it once again shattered the incoming threat.


    "Are you Ron?"


    Hearing my question, he narrowed his eyes and glared at me.


    "And what if I am?"


    "Ah, then you are Ron. That''s good to hear I won''t need to search for you."


    As my words ended another spike emerged from the floor stopping just before it could pierce my heart.


    Ron who was supposed to strike had stopped moving his time being frozen.


    This much chaos was more than enough, Sword of Repose crackled turning into a whip and dealt a deadly blow to Ron''s neck snapping it in half.


    At the same time, I stepped aside letting the spike continue moving forward now free from the constraints of being frozen in time piercing the wall.


    Loud steps echoed from below, letting me know of the incoming people. Rushing toward the window I jumped out of it, my foot hit the sky letting me propel myself upward, reaching the rooftop in a fluid motion.


    "I hope I get proper compensation for all these troubles."


    I couldn''t help but feel tired from all this, each step felt heavy as I continued to jump from one rooftop to the other.


    "Three more to go."


    This will be the hardest by far since they live at Philips Street. One wrong move and the wrath of a transcendent will descend upon me.


    ********


    At one of the bars the lights flickered, and two people came out of it opening the door with a clicking sound from inside. One looked sober while others were utterly wasted and drunk.


    "You know... *hic* our boss Jacob is...."


    The man continued his complaints without any second thought as he was being carried by the other.


    The man carrying him could only nod at his friend''s complaint, holding him awkwardly he laughed.


    "You''re right, he can be a bit much." He said with a smirk before noticing the shadow that had landed on the rooftop a few houses down.


    They both looked up only to see no one present there.


    "Maybe it was the moon playing tricks on me," the sober man chuckled, patting his friend''s back.


    I looked at them, hiding behind the rail of the rooftop, my heart racing as I debated my next move. The drunk was obviously not my target, but the sober one... He was one of the three names left.


    "What are you looking at?"


    A calm voice whispered in my ears, suddenly a chill ran down my spine as I twisted around delivering a kick behind me only to see no one.


    I could feel my heart racing, as many thoughts came one after another. Was I caught so soon?


    "Who is there?"


    Clap—!


    I turned my head to look left, a man with brown hair stood there with his hands inside his pockets. He had a friendly smile, yet his eyes were sharp as he studied me.


    "Nice reaction. I never thought you would come here."


    He then started clapping, as if giving praises for my bravery.


    "Well done, really. I had my doubts but here you are." He took a step closer, the sound of his boots echoing in the otherwise silent night.


    "Do you know me?"


    My voice was weary at his intrusion, I had not felt anything until he arrived beside me.


    "Of course I do, did you really think you could assassinate so many of our awakened and no one would find out... Are you not underestimating us?"


    The brown hair man took out a dagger from his pocket, flipping it around as he spoke casually.


    Before I could retort he vanished.


    ''Where did he go?''


    Soon the answer came, and in one heartbeat of time, I slid down, and he appeared behind me with his dagger pointed at my neck.


    "Your reaction time is really extraordinary most will never see it coming."


    What is this man? I questioned myself.


    Before I knew it, he once again vanished, reappearing behind me. This time, I tried to anticipate his move, reaching back with lightning speed to grab his hand, but it was as if my hand passed through him. The coldness of the night air was the only sensation that greeted my touch.


    *Tch!* Clicking my tongue in annoyance I jumped back.


    "With how fast you move, are you a physical ability user... I wonder."


    The man''s voice was like a whisper in the wind, seemingly coming from all around me. I spun around, eyes darting, trying to pinpoint his location, but to no avail.


    "I guess you can teleport?"


    I called out, trying to keep my voice steady. The air was thick with tension, the sound of my breathing seemingly louder than I wished for.


    The man''s chuckle echoed around the rooftop, sending shivers down my spine.


    "If that''s what you would like to call it."


    The man''s voice was closer now, but still not close enough to pinpoint. His teleportation was like a ghostly dance, taunting and eerie.


    If only I could pinpoint him for a single moment, his time could be frozen.


    Without a single moment of rest, his figure reappeared in front of me, and his right hand shot forward toward my chest.


    A sudden fear gripped me at the thought of having my heart ripped apart, but he was not the only one who could vanish.


    At the next moment Mask Of Panoply did its magic, erasing my presence, the man eyes widened for a moment as his figure also vanished simultaneously.


    "Looks like we will be playing this game for a bit longer. How about introducing ourselves?"


    The mischievous voice echoed in the chilly air, even though he was saying it in a light tone but I could clearly understand one thing.


    He was trying to stall for time.