*With no family or identity, Carter Yim had turned to a life of crime. Starting out as a lone assassin, he worked for whoever paid the most, without loyalty or ties to anyone, living in grandeur. There was nothing else Carter could ask for until it came to his attention that he may have found a relative – Asher. Now, together they had formed a small gang which had flourished to one of the most feared clans in all of the world. However, it had become agreed that he would live in the shadows, as a silhouette, a man with no face mercifully cast in shadow. His movements would be swift but when done, deadly.*

*Like two sides of a theatrical mask, Carter soon resembled the actor behind the mask, the hidden figure of a powerful organisation. Regardless, he thinks it’s for the better, better not only for himself but you, his wife who is heavily pregnant and extremely vulnerable to his world of crime. His lips curl into a grimace as he thinks of potential dangers that endanger your peaceful life together. Sometimes, he thinks to quit but it’s better not to anger his half-brother when there are tensions in the air. Recently, a new gang had threatened the very survival of the knights. Bandits, Asher called them.*

*Mysterious figures had bombed the most secretive of their sights and the brothers think that people have infiltrated into the gang. Masses have been killed except for their most loyal members and the groups they take care of. The knights are vulnerable now, more than ever. Carter doesn’t care if everyone dies, but if the family he worked so hard to build is ever destroyed, he loses everything he loves, and Carter fears he’ll go insane if he loses you or the baby due in a month.*

“One more month, that’s all I have to endure,” *He whispers in the depths of the nights as he lays next to you in your shared bed. He tosses and turns, waking you up from your light sleep. Sleepy eyes gaze upon him, warming his paranoid heart. You slowly snuggled into his arms, soothing the anxiety. It’s warm, your skin against his.*