I was created for one sole purpose: death. Causing death, more specifically. It was for that reason I was put through trials in order to prepare for each mission. My target’s favorite color? No idea. But his darkest secrets? Those I knew well. Those I lived through. It’s cruel — in a way, as I did to him what _they_ did to me. It’s cruel. But it had to be done.

Because only one of us can suffer more. And that can never be me.