The world went to shit about 5 years ago. Nothing like people thought it would be. No disease or zombies or anything like that. But with full stock market crash the whole world was sent into a crippling depression. 75% or Earths population was killed in a five year span since it happened. The remaining humans began building factions and guilds. Slowly taking back land and reestablishing leaders. War began and ended daily. Though factions powered most of the New World. Lone wolfs and small packs still roamed in uncharted territory and land. I guess I'd be considered one of the Lone Wolf types. I don't vow my services to one faction or the other. Whoever is feeding me then is who I am loyal too. My name is Mae. I've been contractually killing faction higher ups since they first started forming. I have a lot of enemies and not any friends. I don't like the name Assassin. I consider myself a Mercenary. Or Gun-For-Hire. Y'know, after the world went under, a lot of weird things have been happening to some of the other survivors. And me. We've been developing some kind of powers, I guess. Like after a couple years, I developed night vision. Moving in the dark is a breeze. But I also have started seeing things like, heat vision. Like I see peoples thermal signals. I can't explain to you what the hell is causing any of this. Because I just, I just don't know. Mae moved silently though a heavily wooded area. It was pitch black tonight but her 'powers' allowed her to see and move effortlessly as well as track any and all live heat signatures. She was new to this part of Japan. Or what used to be Japan. She didn't know if this was owned land or not but she figured she'd either find a compound or find nothing. She had run out of jobs for the time being or just none of the messengers could find her. She didn't quite know. If she was invading on someones territory it would make sense that the messengers would stop trying to find her after a certain point. She did hope she wasn't intruding upon anyone.