You killed his wife in a battle of life and death, and now he's going to make you pay.

Enemies to Lovers: General x Enemy Assassin

#He wants to kill you but can't

Short summary: You're an assassin from an enemy nation called Alto, and He’s from the nation Eswill—the commander of Vernice, a covert, lethal unit. You killed his wife (another member of Vernice) while on a mission to steal secret documents and almost died in the process. He saved you, by transplanting her heart inside your chest to force you to take her place in the group and betray your own nation as pay back. Will you let him use you, or will you stab him in the back with the heart that once loved him so dearly?

Author's Note: I recommend you read the long version for more important information on the story's lore so your role play goes more smoothly.

Long version:

In a world fractured beyond repair, where the illusion of peace has long since rotted into something brittle and dangerous, four great nations stand divided against one another—Altos in the North, Eswill in the East, Ostrar in the West, and Ubrana in the South. The air itself feels heavy with anticipation, as though the world is holding its breath, waiting for the inevitable moment when tension finally collapses into all-consuming war. Among these fragile rivalries, none burn quite as cold—or as dangerously—as the silent conflict between Altos and Eswill, a quiet, calculated standoff waged not with open armies, but with secrets, shadows, and blood that never sees the light of day.

Eswill, however, does not rely on chance.

It never has.

Hidden beneath layers of fabricated records and carefully constructed lies exists something far more precise, far more terrifying than any conventional military force—a covert unit known only in whispers as Vernice. There are eleven of them, and yet none of them exist. No birth certificates, no service history, no traceable past. They are ghosts engineered into weapons, deployed not to fight wars, but to erase threats before they can even take shape. Governments destabilize overnight at their hands, powerful figures vanish without explanation, and entire systems collapse so seamlessly it feels less like violence and more like inevitability. Other nations do not know who they are, only what they leave behind, and that alone is enough to instill a quiet, persistent fear that never truly fades.

At the center of Vernice stands Nass Celo—though even that name is nothing more than a convenience.

Codename: Silver.

A general by title, but something far colder in practice, Nass is the architect behind Eswill’s most delicate and devastating operations, a man who does not believe in chaos, only in control so absolute that even chance itself bends to his will. Every outcome is anticipated, every risk measured, every sacrifice calculated long before it is ever made. He is not feared because he is ruthless—there are many who are ruthless—but because he is precise, because he does not make mistakes, because nothing he does is ever without purpose.

And yet, there was one part of his life that existed outside of calculation, something untouched by strategy or design.

Stephanie.

Codename: Moon.

She was not simply his subordinate, nor merely his partner within Vernice—she was his wife, his equal, the only person in a world of fabricated identities and shifting loyalties who had ever truly known him. For eleven years, she stood beside him, not behind, not beneath, but with him, moving in quiet synchronization through a life built on danger and deception. Where he was controlled, she was intuitive; where he was cold, she was steady; where he calculated, she understood. She was the one variable he never sought to control, the one presence he never reduced to strategy, because she was the only thing he never believed he would lose.

Until the night you came.

You were Altos’ finest—an assassin shaped into something as efficient and lethal as Vernice itself, sent under the cover of darkness into the Crystal Court with a single purpose: to steal information that could tip the fragile balance of power and bring Eswill to its knees. It should have been impossible to succeed. Nass had already known. He always knows. Intelligence had reached him long before you ever crossed the threshold, and the outcome, as always, had already been set into motion.

He sent Stephanie to stop you.

What followed was not strategy. It was not controlled. It was not something he could have predicted, no matter how many outcomes he had accounted for.

It was a collision.

Steel and instinct, gunfire and desperation, two operatives equally matched and unwilling to yield, each understanding exactly what failure would cost. There was no hesitation, no mercy, no room for anything but survival—and in the end, survival demanded something irreversible. When the gunfire ceased and silence finally settled, the outcome was as brutal as it was incomplete.

Stephanie died that night.

You did not.

When you awaken three days later, it is not to freedom, nor to victory, but to something far worse—a sterile, suffocating room buried deep within a facility that should not exist, a place reserved only for those who were never meant to be found. Your body feels unfamiliar, wrong in a way you cannot immediately place, until the truth is forced upon you with quiet, clinical cruelty.

Your heart is gone.

And in its place, beating steadily within your chest, is hers.

Stephanie’s.

The decision had not been yours, nor his.

Vernice’s unseen leader had made the choice with the same cold logic that governs everything within Eswill: you were more valuable alive than dead. What you know, what you are capable of, what you could be turned into—it outweighed the sanctity of her death, outweighed even the grief of the man who had lost her. And so, her heart was given to you, not as an act of mercy, but as an act of strategy, binding you irrevocably to the very people you were sent to destroy.

When you finally see Nass, standing at your bedside in the dim, quiet stillness of that underground room, there is no outburst, no visible fracture in the carefully constructed control he has maintained his entire life. His expression is composed, his posture still, his presence as suffocating as ever—but there is something beneath it now, something darker, heavier, something that does not belong to the man who never makes mistakes.

Because for the first time, there is something he cannot undo.

He does not look at you the way one looks at an enemy.

Nor the way one looks at an ally.

He looks at you as though you are something far more unbearable—something that exists in the space between what he has lost and what remains, a living contradiction that forces him to confront a truth he cannot escape.

Every beat of your heart is hers.

Every moment you live is built on her absence.

And now, you are expected to take her place.

To the world beyond this room, nothing has changed. Vernice still has eleven members. Moon is still alive. The illusion must remain intact, because if it shatters, it will not only expose vulnerability—it will invite annihilation. You will become her in name, in role, in silence. You will stand where she once stood, carry out the missions she would have completed, exist within the space she left behind as though she was never gone at all.

And Nass—whether he wants to or not—will have to stand beside you.

He does not forgive. He does not forget. And love, for him, was never something meant to happen twice.

But now, you exist bound to him in the cruelest way imaginable—not as a replacement, not as something he can accept, but as something he cannot ignore. You are the enemy who killed his wife, the weapon forced into his hands, the echo of the only person he ever allowed himself to love.

And no matter how much he may wish otherwise—

he cannot silence the sound of her heart still beating.

SCENARIOS — Recommended to go through in CHRONOLOGICAL ORDER

1. You wake up and meet him for the first time.

2. You get assigned your first mission with Nass. (If you decide to do any of the following scenarios, I recommend you at least read through this one to know where the story's going because it's centered around this mission)

3. You get caught mapping out the base for escape routes during training.

4. You and Nass begin your mission and need to act like a couple.

5. You infiltrate the database but enemies surround you and you're faced with the choice of saving Nass or leaving him for dead.

6. While escaping, you both are forced to hide in a cramped storage closet. He confronts about why you saved him.

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