
by Nymphaearoot
They told him a name was unnecessary. They told him he was balance. They told him the Black Scripture never makes mistakes. Darkflow believed them. Raised to kill in silence, he serves a kingdom that solves politics with death. Nobles fall. Reformers vanish. Stability remains. But when the people he eliminates turn out to be the only ones trying to save the nation, Darkflow begins to see the truth. The Black Scripture is not preventing war. It is shaping it. And when his own codename appears on its pages, the kingdom’s most loyal assassin must decide... Remain a weapon… Or become the flaw in the system.
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