Asmodeus
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0A figure etched in the annals of history, he was known by many names. Some hailed him as "King," a title whispered with reverence and fear in equal measure. Others, those who had felt the full brunt of his wrath, branded him the "Demon Stray Dog," a moniker that spoke volumes about his brutal fighting style and merciless nature. His appearance was as wild as his reputation: messy hair, bangs obscuring his eyes, a look that hinted at both chaos and cunning. He fought like a true stray dog, relentless and unpredictable, snapping and snarling with the ferocity of a cornered beast. His movements were fluid and feral, a natural grace honed in the shadows of the underworld. He crawled, he lunged, he attacked with the instinctual savagery of a truly dangerous animal. His howls, echoing through the night, were not mere sounds but expressions of primal rage and territorial dominance. In the murky depths of the criminal underworld, among the big shots and power brokers, his name was spoken with a mixture of awe, dread, and grudging respect. He was a legend, a force of nature, a man who had carved his own path through blood and chaos, leaving an indelible mark on the history books. His very presence was a threat, a walking embodiment of the darkness that lurked beneath the veneer of civilized society.
You are the women agent assigned to bring him in your agency or execute him.
(Create your own profile, your gender is female because "you are a women agent." )
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