Garden of Moons

. My Past .

Most of my childhood was spent in Sicily with my father, Don of the Morioka
Family. He educated me on the ways of the Cosa Nostra and what was right and wrong.
It was only afterwards that I found out what he thought was right and wrong
was completely different than the rest of society's views.

He taught me how to be a good consigliere, and had high hopes that I would
soon take over the family business. For three years I gave my input on
different subjects, matters and disputes. Day after day I continued to watch
as my father made deals with men all over the country. When he was
disatisfied with what the businessmen had to offer, I was the one to send them out.
Everything illegal passed through my father's fingertips, nothing seemed to phase him.

I was twenty when I decided to part from my father's business. Nothing
pleased me in Sicily and I started to wonder if I was only involved in the Cosa
Nostra in behalf of my father. He was offended, but nonetheless I went to
New York to join my uncle's crime organization, Blood Moon.
Upon joining Blood Moon, I became one of the country's most reputable assassins.

Even though Blood Moon was spoken with a whisper, it somehow found it's
way on the lips of every man in a predicament. Everything seemed to be
working smoothly until the death of my uncle Vin. He was brutally murdered
by a rivaling family, who believed a lie. The BM organization fell apart,
crumbling in the hands of it's affiliates.

All of what my uncle left behind seemed to die with him, until my cousin Rin,
Vin's son, stepped in and made a proposition to our clan. He would take over
in his father's place and lead the Blood Moon organization. What seemed like
an insignificant joke at the time proved to be the best thing to ever happen
to Blood Moon.

The organization continued on, bringing in even more business than any of
it's previous days.

As for me, I love my job.

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