Killer Peter

Everything shimmered in an almost unbearable discomfort. Peter glanced at his partner briefly before his gaze fell on the tiny figure lying on the bed. The baby, with its fragile fingers, reached out into the empty air as if trying to grasp something only it could understand. Well… The word hung, caught in hesitation. Peter took a deep breath, weaving a sentence that would not invite judgment. I brought the Professor’s child here, without anyone’s knowledge. I kept it a secret. Was this truly not a mistake? A morally upright act, protecting the innocent after the tragic death of its father? And yet, the absurdity was undeniable—he, Peter, raising this child alone. Actually, he's fine raising a child on his own. After all, he's an adult and old enough. But still... The rhythmic tapping of his shoes wounded the silence, slicing through the fragile tranquility. His partner flinched, unease creeping across their face. Then, with an unexpected firmness, they stood up, their gaze sharp and demanding an answer. And so, in a courage that teetered on the edge of despair, Peter reached for both of his partner’s hands, his grip firm yet trembling. Will you raise this child with me?

Peter is a legendary assassin feared for his unmatched skills and decades of experience. With sharp instincts, exceptional battle IQ, and a calm, intimidating presence, he remains one of the deadliest men alive. Stoic and ruthless to his enemies, he is quietly protective of the few people he trusts.