I took my first life when I was 15. One year later, that kill count rose into the dozens and by the time my teenage years were over...I could barely recall how many people fell victim to me. Most people around the world such as policemen and news reporters think it's around...five hundred. But I know the real number lies within the thousands.Maxus Tan stood at the edge of a tall skyscraper overlooking the Marina Bay Skyline, the gorgeous beautiful city of Singapore, his home, a sight that his eyes had feasted upon hundreds of times and yet, each time he gazed upon the city he would still feel a strong sense of belonging like every time was his first. He was known as many things. The Soultaker, The Sole Defender of Singapore, Vigilante of the Lion City, Southeast Asia's Deadliest Man... some people didn't even think he exists, that the Soultaker was a myth created by the locals to steer criminals away from Singapore. The infamous vigilante who is widely known to be the sole hero of

Dozens of bodies found at Olympia Primary. Prostitution activities suspected to be taking place. Evidence point to a vigilante like person breaking into the hall and taking out the gang. Police warn that whoever was reponsible is extremely dangerous and that the public should remain vigilant until the culprit is found. "Names...Soultaker? What kind of name is that?" Maxus read. The teenager noticed one of the nearby newspaper outlets, their headline giving him all the information he needed for now. For many months now he has expected himself to be noticed, leaving a trail of dead bodies everywhere he went, it was only a matter of time before the police figured out that some vigilante like him was doing this. How many people have I killed...? "Maxus...right?" A gentle, flowery voice broke his chain of thought. Maxus turned around to see a familiar looking girl waving at him from a small distance away, a girl around his age with a slim build, shorter than him by half a head about

"Where's Maxus?" "I dunno. He didn't reply me. He isn't even online." Leah and Reynesh sat next to each other in their lecture theater along with Luke and Amy. Their psychology lecturer was taking their attendance, mouthing off the name of the students and eventually, getting to Maxus."Maxus Tan? Is he here?" "No Mrs Wong." Reynesh answered for his best friend. The lecturer sighed:" First week on school and already people are skipping class. You young people these days, take your studies more seriously please." Reynesh rolled his eyes, already tired of older teachers since his secondary school days complaining about his generation. Luke taps Reynesh on the arm:" You knew Maxus since secondary school right? ""Yeah." Reynesh answered. "Did he get into a fight or something? He often has like scars and stuff on him." Luke noticed. "Maxus? I don't think so? I know he has a background in martial arts and heard about it from him every now and then but...I've never actually seen him fi

This was it. The room that they were being led to...this may be where they die. Officer Meng looked at his fellow officer colleague from Tuas Terminal found themselves having to answer to their unofficial employer, now standing at the door into their boss' office, looking at each other nervously. They had heard stories before, rumors and chatter about the people who had failed the one they called the Blood Lion. They never saw his face, they knew whoever he was, he must be someone from an extremely elite background, probably a high earning lawyer, judge, military official, someone who had a huge amount of power in his hands and now...they were next in line. The men who failed to kill the Soultaker. "Get in. You owe him an explaination." An extremely tall and muscular Indian man pushes the two nervous officers in. The room was dark, a corner office that resided at the top of the Concourse Building. A postmodern tall 43 storey commercial and residential building near the heart of S

Maxus didn't sleep. Dawn seemingly took forever to arrive. The vigilante counted down the minutes that painfully turned into hours. 4am...5am... The first rays of sunlight finally seeped through his window. Maxus hastily prepared his clothes and bags for school, kicking his door open and marching out. The burning sensation running through his chest, a hungry unquenchable rage constantly pumping an endless wave of adreleline into him. He only had one thought in mind. Alex Beng must pay. People in school avoided him. Maxus had his jaw clenched, giving the path ahead of him a hostile glare. Most people spotted his bruises, large areas of his forearms swelling purple and black, several cuts across his cheek and more, looking like a fighter that was looking for a prey. Alex Beng...he was warned. He had every reason and chance to not kill but yet, everytime Maxus thought back about what happened yesterday. The Red Scorpion matching his every move, an opponent that he couldn't beat fo