Kill Class Unlocked

I always figured I’d eventually get killed in my line of work. I just assumed I’d stay dead at that point.

I was the one people hired to do the killing, after all. I knew a thing or two about how death worked. So when I was finally taken down during a high-profile hit, I was ready to embrace death with open arms.

Except I didn’t fully die.

Not yet, at least.

Some crazy afterlife system seems to have had me on its radar for a while now, and I’ve just been recruited to kill my way through a whole different world like it is a demented video game. A game filled with corrupt slumlords, shadowed alleyways, and hulking, superpowered brute villains to murder.

This is my new assignment. My new world. My new purgatory. If I choose a Class and level my way up out of here, I could have a second chance at existence.

But I never was one for following the rules. I’d much rather unlock my own damn Class, murder my targets any way I please, and get the hell back to Earth as fast as I can.

Or die trying. Again.