Episode 9
"Damn, I think I'm gonna get caught again."
Alpaca.
He was a streamer with an average of ten thousand viewers, peaking at thirty thousand on the opening day of Dawn of the Assassins and still maintaining twenty thousand a week later.
Whenever a new Dawn of the Assassins title dropped, he was one of the first streamers people flocked to—thanks to his comprehensive story recaps, review videos, and beginner-friendly game recommendations.
Since launch day, Alpaca had been attempting a no-gear assassination challenge.
[There’s the little rat! Kekeke!]
“Ah shit, caught…”
Swish!
A dagger flew between his eyes in an instant, and his ceiling-mounted screen went dark.
After respawning, Alpaca trudged back to the guild while muttering,
“Phew… If I just take down Drake, Sector 4 is done. But it’s tough. Too many underlings, and Drake’s location within the hideout is always random.”
Overlords.
The faction managing Alteon’s Sector 4—the game’s main villains—consisted of one leader per sector: The Queen, Lord of the Spire, King’s Faction Leader, and The Disassemblers’ boss, Drake.
While their assassination difficulty was comparable, they stood a tier above even the highest-ranking royals in other sectors, serving as mid-bosses.
Among them, Drake had ten possible hideouts in Sector 4 and spawned randomly in one. Alpaca had already been detected four times.
His accumulated reputation was razor-thin. Soon, he might no longer afford intel from the guild.
After purchasing Drake’s location data:
“Huh… The Theater District. Where’s he hiding this time? Gotta pull it off now.”
Alpaca sighed deeply as fatigue set in—then sighed again at a follow-up donation:
[Just go Rambo in the Theater District lol. Some dude’s clearing it gearless—why you struggling so hard?]
“Thanks for the 10K won donation. Rambo? Who even does that…”
-lol frfr
-Make it make sense.
[Deadass tho he might clear it soon?]
“Drake’s impossible from the start. Regular NPCs? Maybe. But Overlords? The devs made them busted on purpose.”
Alpaca preferred stealth kills but didn’t hate combat—it was part of Dawn of the Assassins. He just lacked the skill this time.
[U check the community?]
“Huh? Someone’s trying it there? If they succeed, I’ll apprentice under them and marathon stream until I Rambo-clear Drake too!”
(Marathon stream: not ending the broadcast until achieving a goal.)
Skilled players might finish in hours—but if not?
[lmaoooo that claim.]
“Yep~ zero chance. Thanks for the donation. Easy clap.”
Though some chat messages seemed genuinely mocking, Alpaca brushed them off.
“Well… unless it’s a pro. Then no marathon stream.”
He knew pros had no time for other games but nervously added this anyway.
-Scared???
-lmaooo
-Alpaca malding!
-Just quit and uninstall, bro.
30 minutes before Alpaca’s reckless marathon claim…
Seo-jun entered an alley with syndicate members to track Drake.
“C’mere… let’s have a real talk.”
“Lead the way.”
He’d read chat warnings about guards interrupting open-area fights.
Clip-clop.
The alley assaulted his nose with stale puddles and unexplained funk.
“Good listener.”
“Damn right. Hand over everything—including that wallet you lifted.”
As Seo-jun followed deeper, two more thugs boxed him in.
-Took on 13v1—this is nothing
-lol frfr
-But Nameless has no weapons?? How u fighting?
-How u even get Drake intel without rep? lmao No guild access + need betrayal subquests
“Hm?”
Seo-jun paused mid-scroll.
“These guys tough? Take long?”
-Bruh it’s an Overlord???
-lol frfr
“What’s an Overlord?”
-POG!!!!
-That’s our streamer—noobs take notes
-“Wtf is parrying” vibes
Chat exploded as Winter Defender, White Horse Patient, and Brick Extortionist commented.
[‘Nope’ donated 1K won!]
[U don’t even know Overlords but wanna kill one?]
“Explain pls.”
Actually, Seojun knew about Drake. Not just Drake, but he'd also familiarized himself with other basic information by browsing community forums. He’d recognized that properly hosting a stream required knowing certain essentials, after all. Though meeting Disassembler members at the market had been pure coincidence.
Yesterday, he’d identified two methods to handle Drake:
Build enough reputation through assassination missions to gain trust from organizations like Alteon’s Open Circle and purchase intel.
Complete a subquest establishing secure information-trading channels to buy Drake’s location from Disassembler members.
Both methods shared a critical point: securing information required accounting for the informant’s potential retaliation.
“What if there’s another approach?” community users speculated. Given the game’s high自由度, Seojun agreed—though his take differed: “What if I beat them until retaliation isn’t even an option?” If that failed, he could always follow the guides.
“Hmm. So I need intel first? That’s the hard part. Capturing him isn’t easy either.”
-yep
-you’re not delaying till tomorrow, right?
-guide reading = banned
“Sigh. I don’t backtrack on my promises.”
The chat exploded with ‘lol’s. Viewers always reveled in a flustered streamer’s misery.
“Hey! Your ugly mugs are scaring the kid!”
“Should’ve asked permission before setting up shop here, eh?”
Disassembler members snickered, trading meaningless banter.
Seojun cut in: “You know where Drake is?”
“The boss? Yeah. Why would we just—”
“Good enough.”
“?”
“Let’s fight first. People talk after taking hits.”
“Bullshit! Kill him!”
Daggers flashed as they charged. Seojun vaulted over them using a wall kick—narrow alley brawls were tedious.
Whoosh
[Disassembler Member’s Basic Dagger]
Seojun disarmed one and snatched the midair blade.
-how??
-reaction speed insane
Now armed, he carved through the mobs.
SLASH
“Gah!”
SLASH
“Ugh!”
SLASH
Only the member who knew Drake’s location survived.
“Parrying’s so efficient.”
-sick
-actually skilled
-musou looks fun
-dreamers stay mad lol
The last member lunged—
SLASH
—and collapsed groaning beside his comrades.
Seojun loomed over the trembling figure. “Where’s Drake?”
Chat erupted:
-like that’ll work lol
-srsly lol
The member stayed silent until recovering: “Think I’d spill?!”
SLASH
He crumpled again. “Where’s Drake?”
-??? new torture meta?
-cope lol
The cycle repeated until Seojun noted the weakening resistance: “Oh. He’s deteriorating.”
-where’s this going?
-what’s the vision here, boss?
-No use sugarcoating—just check a guide. Hurry up and go watch a walkthrough.
After stunning him once more and waiting for him to get up, even the viewers could tell the gang member’s demeanor had clearly changed.
So Seojun asked him:
“Where’s Drake?”
“Th-that’s…!”
The gang member dodged the question and tried to run, but Seojun quickly closed the distance.
In response, the thug wildly swung his dagger, only for Seojun to stun him again.
The dazed enemy finally began to talk.
-???
-This makes no sense?
-MovieSoft’s devs are insane lol. They said they’d avoid OP playstyles but made this route.
-Is this normal for a noob streamer to learn the game like this?
“The biggest theater on 13th Street. He’s there… please stop…”
“Whoa. This actually works. But where’s Drake?”
But the gang member didn’t respond.
“No special reaction, huh? No rage or anything?”
-You monster lol
-Streamer’s got gaming IQ fr. Finding a new route like this??
[User ‘YoureThisGuy’ donated 1,000 won!]
[So Etohr… you fought like that to stop guys like this?]
-Etohr redemption arc lololol
-He died in the line of duty…
Seojun ignored the chat and pulled up the map.
“Hmm. This dagger’s too short—anything better around?”
In Assassin’s Dawn, anything could be a weapon.
A fruit vendor’s knife, a bar’s dart or bottle, even bowling pins—all viable.
-Time to earn some cash and gear up.
-Buying wires = instant Spy X Man gameplay
-Pickpocketing time?
“Hmm… Oh. This’ll work.”
Seojun spotted something nearby and gave it a few test swings.
[Rusty Pipe]
“Perfect length. Now that I’m armed, let’s hit 13th Street.”
13th Street was the cultural district.
Its largest theater, the White Lotus Theater, stood three blocks from the market—practically under the Disassemblers gang’s thumb.
Seojun arrived swiftly. Over-armed “guards” loitered outside.
‘No way to pinpoint Drake.’
They’d packed the place with muscle.
Didn’t matter. He wasn’t here to assassinate anyone—and neither were his viewers.
“Sorry, but the show’s over—”
CRASH!
Without warning, Seojun smashed the entrance glass with his pipe. As a machete-wielder charged, he countered with a swift strike.
The thug lost less than 10% HP. ‘Pathetic.’
Seojun waited for the machete swing—
CLANG!
A perfect parry.
-Sick!
-How does he never fail?? lol
Ratatat!
More gang members rushed in. But with every pipe swing,
another crisp clang echoed as Seojun cleared a path toward the entrance stairs—ideal for funneling enemies.
Soon,
the stairs were piled with bodies. Occasional flank attacks failed; Seojun tracked them by sound and dispatched them easily.
Thirty down.
“Thirty guys in this tiny theater? Devs are brutal.”
Shaking his head at the absurd difficulty, Seojun strolled inside.
-????
-Says YOU?
-Bruh what did I just witness? I can’t even—
-He’s legit...!
As Seojun entered, manic laughter rang from the stage.
There,
center spotlight,
Drake waited.
-Other streamers got caught assassinating and this scene was TERRIFYING why is it hilarious now? lololol
-Ayo so Drake can 1v30? Could he beat Etohr? lol
Boss of the Disassemblers,
Drake lived up to his scum reputation—throwing knives the moment Seojun stepped closer.
“Die!”
Tiny blades flashed through air—
TING!
Deflected instantly by Seojun’s pipe.
-He didn’t dodge?? AGAIN??
-How??
-Broken reflexes smh
“Don’t react to projectiles—watch their hands and predict.”
As Seojun advanced,
knives came faster,
then dual-wielded barrages.
All met pipe parries.
-Can’t believe he’s deflecting these too lol what CAN’T he counter?
-Chatters
-Lmao true. Can’t counter chat :P
And just like that,
Seojun stood before Drake.
