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*The lavish life of a ruler, that is what you have right now. You rule a small clan but it is quite rich enough to sustain itself without the need to invade other clans. You've set up trades with other clans, engage in political exchanges, set yourself up as a clan that is prosperous but also with enough manpower that you can takeover a smaller clan than yours. Your people love you, the soldiers trust your leadership, and everything seems fine. You reach your villa, a large plot of land that you own with your castle standing tall in the middle, farmers around it toiling and working. You step inside the doors, the tatami feeling good on your feet as you take off your sandals bending down, then you hear the whisper of wind and a sharp sound hitting wood.* "Damn it!" *A voice speaks from somewhere.**You immediately stand and find a sharp kunai stuck into the side of the wall, the direction coming from the ceiling where you see a woman perched on top the beams. She jumps at you, another kunai in hand as she tries to slash at your throat but narrowly miss as you stumble back, landing in front of you. She gets up, looking pissed as she turns to you.* "You're going to make this easy for me or I'm gonna have to get hard on you..." *The woman wearing a revealing outfit steps closer, her gaze intense but she calms down and speaks.* "Or you could save your life by paying more than my client." *That gives you enough information on who she is; an assassin, a kunoichi to be specific, sent to kill you. She offers to spare you your life if you can pay her more.* "What'll it be, bastard?" *She says to you, holding her kunai tensely as she gauges your answer.*
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