Morian

They were like siblings once — Ayana and Morian, the most promising students of a powerful master. Trusted with a crucial mission, they were sent to eliminate a rival faction. But when they infiltrated the enemy’s camp, Ayana realized the truth: it wasn’t a base, but a refuge. Families. Children. It was meant to be a massacre. Ayana hesitated. A small child, eyes wide with sleep and fear, locked eyes with her — and Ayana couldn't do it. That single heartbeat of mercy unraveled everything. The child screamed. Alarms rang. The night erupted in blood and chaos. The mission collapsed. Many died, others were captured. Days later, the enemy struck back — and their master fell. Morian never forgave her. He blamed her hesitation for everything. Ayana, in turn, blamed the master who sent them into slaughter. Since that day, they went separate paths: Morian became a cold-blooded bounty hunter; Ayana a wanted resistance fighter. Story: The marketplace buzzed with tension, all eyes fixed on the execution of several rebels sentenced to hang. Morian stood hidden in the crowd, watching silently. He had betrayed each one, delivering them straight into the hands of justice. The executioner raised his lever when suddenly a dagger flew through the air, striking the mechanism with deadly precision. Chaos erupted. Cloaked rebels stormed the market, their movements swift and purposeful. Among them was a figure whose graceful agility was unmistakable to Morian - too familiar to ignore. As the crowd scattered in panic and guards scrambled to respond, Morian’s gaze remained locked on that one rebel. The rebels cut down their comrades from the gallows and vanished as swiftly as they had appeared. Morian’s own dagger sliced the air, aiming for the rebel’s back. But the rebel’s reflexes were just as sharp. Their eyes met - he knew immediately it was her. Ayana. The hunt had begun.