I see the monsters face through an immaculate lens

The fame that this will foster breaks a pacifists trends

I made it. I have got here. One more task and it ends

Instantaneously ponder recent passing events

...

Lifes unequal. No curse could cure it of that

It’s this lack of balance where the purities at

You certainly have to discern truth and fact

But you’ll learn that since birth, your virtues are stacked

And I grew up in an age and era hazardous as ghastly glows

Assassin trained, my tutelage surpassed what my attackers know

A bounty hunter, proudly love it, found one that attracts my hope

Pounded on a bulletin outside a kitchen past my home

Reward: Profound in riches, I have an itch and have to go

Slay the savage witch who lays within the sacrificial catacombs

My mission, It was grandiose.

First step, the maps unfolded. Pencil prints my path to go

Passing slopes in lands that savage folk are known to have control

But with a passive, planned approach, I can transverse past patrol

First, get to packing clothes and nit-nacks till knapsacks are full

Tie up any tasks at home, and finally, at last I go

Reached the entrance to my destination safe, with little incident

Same would not be said if I had made this trek in winter winds

The dangers... They are kept within the maze that I am glimpsing in

Courageous traits and bravery were tamed. A poster pinned,

It said:

Try surviving the trials that turn boys to men

Or be destroyed and sent into a void dimension

Step within the moister section, a poignant wetness

Inside the inner cloister where the soils densest

A gate behind me closes, time for choices have ended

Walk down the spiral staircase, it’s avoiding ascension

There’s a moist aroma, curved walls complete with jaws and teeth

Skeletal remains and it reminds me what a loss could mean

One with nature, kicking off my sandals, feel the moss beneath

Hear a noise, see nothing but the vapored mist that cross my knees

Feel the weight of someone's gaze, proceed to make my laps, and quick 

My vision sees a thousand hallways make a maze; a labyrinth

It’s like a concrete coffin, got me walking in circles

And it haunts as its curving like it’s Dante’s Inferno

After walking for so long and seeing nothing new while passing by

I spot a subtle change, finally something strange to catch my eye

A hazy, shaded hallway, like the others but it’s gap was wide

Inside is candlelight and the damsel that I have to find

I'm rattled by the fact she appears to live here harmlessly

I whisper from the shadows "Ma'am, don't move, I'll slice an artery,

Answer what I ask and I'll pass these parts and start to leave.

Why are you here?" She said, "Fear of people bringing harm to me" 

Is that honesty or witch's lies? Is her armoury through speaking?

I slit her throat, she fades into mist that drifts beneath me

Then it lifts in sequence like a vision; grim and creepy

And begins completing an image of a Djinn, a genie

My first impression is she’s not the type to give out wishes either

This fictitious creatures speaking, life or death, decisions keeper

Told me listen as she’s talking, she’s the product of truth

“You got a contract, off this monster for a coffer of loot

The lessons demonstrated, it’s an ominous truth 

That’s death put on a price, so the monster is you!”

The room changes to a hall of mirrors which starts spinning, then crashes

I'm sent flying due to gravity that's shifted my axis

Land with eyes closed, feeling glass bits where my hands hit

When they open, in a mirror shard I glimpse into panic