My name is Faust Hanamina, I'm 5'3 ,deathly pale, with long green hair, and piercing green eyes. I come from a long line of assassins. Killers for a good price. My clan, which has been around for many generations have practiced the use of many different weapons, but most of us chose to master in the use of the katana. It makes for the cleanest of cuts when used properly.
I grew up learning the history of the Hanamina and have come to learn that we do not serve any one person. My father used to tell me that we were killers for hire. though for the longest time i really didn't think so. We sought out people who needed assistance in what we do. We let them think they found us, something sneaky that no one else knew about. We would seem ignorant to their wealth, let them think we were just killers. So when things went 'wrong' and we saved their lives, we would get the job done and get all their money. It was almost stealing. While growing up, I personally made a lot of money and after many years, a name for myself. I became known as The Green Death. As that was all you could see before you die, a flash of green and then nothing.
Years and years past, slowly my clan died out until all that was left was a small group of us. We took to ourselves, making our own home, hiring in groups rather than by ourselves. My brother, Takonen, was the leader of us. Before my father passed away, he gave the position to him. I took second in command, as the only living relative to the head of the clan.
We decided the jobs we took, and we split the teams. I was the only one who never worked well with others though. for various reasons that aren't your concern at the moment. So i only did solo missions. I was used to being alone, isolated. It never bothered me and i believe that became a concern of my brothers. Which brings me to my story. A long, troublesome and quite risky story.