It wasn't everyday that a man was asked to kill someone. At this point the only thing he could do was grin. Not in a way that a sadistic killer would, but the smiles of a man who was amused by a single person. He knew the people of Fiore held bundles of sins within themselves, but he had never thought a day would come where he would be asked to take a life. The life of a woman nonetheless. Mimir had just gotten the request from a lady who wanted to protect her daughter's acting career. It seemed like there were many things hiding in the shadows of Marigold.

At the moment, Mimir explored the surprisingly large theater located in Marigold. Around every corner was a man or woman aspiring to be an actor. Someone who wanted to take the stage to entertain the hundreds of people watching them. However, most of them merely held piped dreams that they would never achieve. Mimir wasn't one to end the dreams of others, but if he was getting payed for it, then he had no choice but to do it. Of course he didn't really care anyway.

Taking a young maiden's life was something that he had done countless of times, so taking another wouldn't hurt his soul. Hell, the woman would travel to Valhalla after he reaped the life away from her body. She should be giving him thanks after he was done with her. As he roamed the halls of the theater, Mimir eavesdropped on the conversations of many to find the location of the actress, Jessica Day. Apparently she held some type of prestige over the theater as well, so it wasn't hard to find out where she was located in it.

Dressing Room 1-B was where the maiden was awaiting the shout to take the stage. Unfortunately that day would not come. Opening the door to the room, he would see the woman sitting in a chair combing her hair. She was alone in the room, which mean everything after would be quite easy. Before the woman could even gasp at the sight of the man, he would say "Leave this place and don't return. I heard about the rumors you were spreading about Alice. I suggest you don't do that." A hysterical laugh would escape the mouth of the woman.

"As if! That whore will rue the day she went up aga-" the woman didn't even get to finish her sentence before a blazing light would appear in front of Mimir's hand. A blade of light would shoot forward at blinding speed, connecting with the woman's neck and separating it from her shoulders in just a few seconds. He would smirk and leave the room as if nothing happened. As he got around the corner, he could hear the screams of her helpers discovering her decapitated by. Another job well done, now it was time to report to the woman who had given him the mission.

WC: 513
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