Pt.1 of a freeverse Assassin story
Started in egypt a mind of Pharaoh
Legends feed it, tomahawks and arrows
Martyrs spark your marrow, snap all joints
Attached on point my grapple hook conjoined
With the wall half destroyed to make my vision void
Listen then deploy Slit him then the boys
Will get theres next, simply under joy
Wall jumping sprints up vertical objects
Recall something big near the nerves in my optics
I was served with some options
I can try to terminate, before i determine weight
My turn be late, i can learn the fate
My heart burns to race, so I turn to the face
A similar man that came before me
It was my instructor he engaged this whole thing
Started by giving tests that would phase me
Departed came back in stance with melee
I must beat my master that greatest of hopes
He can chase but he won't, see me under my smoke
Threw a diversion his way and angle
He ran and lost his sandles, slipped like wax on candles
Hover over his body to see what he has
Reached and opened a bag, an ivory gold molded cat
Engraved was a congratulations, and checked off preparations
The day had come and past, getting colder, the sun is fast
Oh how I wonder that, he was on my back
Now evening is dusk glory im eating it up
Still haven't found out why my teacher was fucked