Introduction

  "Justice is a weapon and someone has to pull the trigger."

  The lights of the city shine as if they have forgotten the darkness from which they arose, as if they have permanently banished the darkness that grips every breath. But It's not. I remember it well.

  They tell me where to go. Who to eliminate. What truths must remain buried. They talk about peace. Of progress. Of heroes. But the reality that this world stands on decisions that no one should make. And on dirty hands that should never be seen.

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  It is a script I know all too well.

  You will not find me in any registry. No names, no glory. Only orders. Only missions. And only one certainty: everything I did, I did because I had to.

  Out there, heroes smile for the cameras. They pose with children. Their hands save. Mine...erase.

  The HPSC talks of balance, of security, of order. But order is a useful lie. It serves only to mask the chaos that keeps them awake at night.

  In this world, not everyone fights for peace. Some fight to maintain silence.

  What about me? I do the work that no one else wants to see. Because I have to.