LIKE A STONE
DAMMIT!
the world of black sufi

As the killer walked, he imagined his ancestors smiling down on him. Today he was fighting their battle, he was fighting the same enemy they had fought for ages, as far back as the 11th century…when the enemy's crusading armies had first pillaged his land, raping and killing his people, declaring them unclean, defiling their temples and Gods.
His ancestors had formed a small but deadly army to defend themselves. The army became famous across the land as protectors-skilled executioners who wandered the countryside slaughtering any of the enemy they could find. They were renown not only for their brutal killings, but also for celebrating their slayings by plunging themselves into drug-induced stupors. Their drug of choice was a potent intoxicant they called hashish.
As their notoriety spread, these lethal men became known by a single word-Hassassin-literally 'the followers of hashish'. The name Hassassin became synonymous with death in almost every language on earth. The word was still used today, even in modern English…but like the craft of killing, the word had evolved.
It was now pronounced assassin.
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The great Pai Cheung Lang. Tengok belang tarung ni pun dah boleh bagi aku senyum tiga empat hari. Dia hidup balik lepas banyak ribu tahun mati. Tu yang tak boleh tahan. Siap ade gang dulu-dulu lagi, termasuk Orga. Perkh. Terima kasih kepada alter ego Wunan.
Three wolves mountain by naono sensei- yaoi (not threesome, but i got a good feeling that werewolf genre, especially with Tarou as the brother, is fantastic! He's a fuckin hero! And where else can you find a viscious one wearing fuckin gay-shirt? Damn!)