Hunter From Inside The Prison

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Hunter From Inside The Prison

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Rick, a 25-year-old young man, found his life shattered after an incident that put him behind bars. During his year in prison, he was isolated from the outside world, not realising that life out there had turned into a nightmare. A giant, pitch-black eye-shaped hole appeared in the sky, followed by dimensional portals that spread across the world. Monstrous monsters, once mere animals, now roam the streets, while mysterious towers rise from the ground, signalling a new era of fear and uncertainty. A global crisis strikes, civilisations collapse, and humanity splits into two groups, those endowed with supernatural powers, and those who remain weak, struggling to survive amidst the destruction. Inside a dark and cramped prison, Rick surmises that he has been forgotten by the world. However, fate had other plans for him, revealing that he had been chosen as a Vassal of Heimdall, the Gatekeeper and Seer of All. Extraordinary powers rose up within him, giving him the ability to sense the changes in the world and see the truth behind the curtain of reality. With this gift, he now has the chance to redeem himself and unravel the mystery behind the catastrophe that has struck the earth. With the world having turned into a danger-filled dystopia, Rick must break out of prison, master his new powers, and survive amidst the chaos. As a Vassal of Heimdall, he must use his abilities to deal with threats coming from an alien dimension, as well as uncover secrets that could save humanity from total destruction. Will Rick be able to use his powers to get the world back on track? Or is this new era the beginning of something much bigger than he ever imagined?

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    Ironclad Prison

    Ironclad Prison, the place where laws never truly applied. Here, there was only one rule everyone knew, submit or be destroyed. And it all revolved around one man, Bruno "The Bull", The big boss behind bars. No one dared to defy him, expect for one inmate who'd arrived just a few months a go, Rick Carter, a man with sharp eyes and a cold demeanour. Rick walked into the dinning hall filled with inmates.The clattering of spoons and forks, hars chatter, and suspicious glanced greeted him. Yet, Rick remained unfazed. He casually picked up his tray and sat an empty bench. Rick walked into the dinning hall filled with inmates.The clattering of spoons and forks, hars chatter, and suspicious glanced greeted him. Yet, Rick remained unfazed. He casually picked up his tray and sat an empty bench. Bruno, a large man with a scar running across his face, sat at a raised table, towering over the other inmates. He observed the room like a king on his throne. A crooked smile spread across his fac

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    Ironclad Prison
    Ironclad Prison, the place where laws never truly applied. Here, there was only one rule everyone knew, submit or be destroyed. And it all revolved around one man, Bruno "The Bull", The big boss behind bars. No one dared to defy him, expect for one inmate who'd arrived just a few months a go, Rick Carter, a man with sharp eyes and a cold demeanour. Rick walked into the dinning hall filled with inmates.The clattering of spoons and forks, hars chatter, and suspicious glanced greeted him. Yet, Rick remained unfazed. He casually picked up his tray and sat an empty bench. Rick walked into the dinning hall filled with inmates.The clattering of spoons and forks, hars chatter, and suspicious glanced greeted him. Yet, Rick remained unfazed. He casually picked up his tray and sat an empty bench. Bruno, a large man with a scar running across his face, sat at a raised table, towering over the other inmates. He observed the room like a king on his throne. A crooked smile spread across his fac
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    Vassal Of Heimdall
    Rick woke up abruptly, feeling as if something was off about him. His vision was still blurry from the deep sleep, but his body felt... light. As if the physical burdens and wounds that had weighed him down before had vanished without a trace.His eyes slowly opened, and as he moved his body, he felt no pain, none of the soreness he had experienced before. His entire body felt different, and there wasn’t even the slightest ache where his wounds had once been.He ran his hands over his body, touching every part of himself, hoping to find an explanation for this strange sensation. Rick stared at his right hand, which was usually covered in bruises and cuts from punches or iron shackles. Now, however, his skin was smooth, unblemished.When he touched his face, the cheek that had once throbbed with pain from a heavy blow was now flawless. No bruises, no soreness, everything was gone. Even as he reached into his mouth, probing the spot where a tooth had been knocked out, he found it had be
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    Crazy Plan
    The morning inside Ironclad Prison felt as bleak as ever. Sunlight filtering through the iron bars did little to dispel the cold, dreary atmosphere of the cell.In the cramped corner of the room, Rick remained curled up under his thin blanket, reluctant to move. His empty gaze was fixed on the wall, his mind still racing over last night's events-the mysterious status window, the Hofund sword that seemed straight out of mythology, and most of all, the wounds on his body that had inexplicably vanished without a trace.He let out a long sigh."There's no way I can just walk out like this... If they see me completely fine, there'll be too many questions," he muttered under his breath beneath the blanket.A low groan broke the silence.Old Man Harvey, his cellmate who had been locked up here longer than anyone else, began stirring from his creaky bed.Rick peeked from under the blanket, watching the old man grumble as he pulled on his tattered prison uniform, just like every other morning.
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    Feigning Naivety
    Rick stood in front of the sink, turning on the faucet and letting the water run over his hands. With slow movements, he washed his face, removing the dried blood and bruises that covered it.Every drop of water that touched his skin felt like a blade piercing into him, yet he only gave a faint smile as he looked at his reflection in the mirror mounted on the wall."This is just perfect..." he muttered softly, observing the bruises decorating his cheeks.The wounds now looked natural, as if they were truly the result of last night’s beating by Bruno and his gang.At the very least, if anyone saw him, they would think he had just woken up from a rough night, not that he had been beaten by the prison guards. Rick splashed his face with water once more, then took a deep breath before stepping away from the sink.As he walked down the cold, damp prison corridor, Rick grumbled internally.The work assignment given to him today would once again force him to face Bruno and his lackeys.It ha
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    Slaughter Preparation
    After several hours of non-stop work, Rick finally paused to catch his breath. Sweat soaked his face and clothes that were already dirty with dust and metal rust.All his work was also almost done, but as usual, most of the work was his own effort. Bruno and his men only pretended to be busy, mostly chatting while hurling insults at him. "Hey, Rick! You're like a tireless milk cow, huh," taunted one of Bruno's men. "When did you realise that you're just a slave here?""Hahaha! "Loud laughter filled the room. Rick continued to ignore it. He straightened his back and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his gaze straight ahead, acting as if nothing had happened. But in his heart, the embers of anger continued to burn.Loud laughter filled the room. Rick continued to ignore it. He straightened his back and wiped the sweat from his forehead, his gaze straight ahead, acting as if nothing had happened. But in his heart, the embers of anger continued to burn. Bruno, who was still sitting le
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    Realising revenge
    Rick stood tall, the long iron rod still clutched tightly in his hand. His gaze was sharp, full of confidence, as if he was the sole owner of control in the room. Some of Bruno's men, who had been impatiently waiting for orders, finally darted forward with shouts full of emotion. They ran like Spartan warriors, carrying their respective iron bars, ready to finish Rick off with one blow. Meanwhile, Bruno only smiled faintly from behind, confident that Rick would be destroyed in seconds. But Rick, undaunted, stood his ground. "Come on," Rick muttered softly, grinning. "You think your numbers can scare me?"The first two men who led the charge swung their iron rods almost simultaneously. The swings were fast, powerful, and aimed right at the vital points of Rick's body. However, Rick's eyes that had been strengthened with the Enhanced Vision ability could capture every detail of the movement clearly. He could read the direction of the attack trajectory even before the iron bar got c
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    Bruno's plan and Rick's plan
    An uproar engulfed every corner of Ironclad prison. Rumours about Bruno and his battered men spread as quickly as a fire consuming dry straw. However, one thing the prisoners were curious about was, who would have the courage and capability to do such a thing?There were no witnesses who could confirm who the culprit was. There were only whispers full of speculation among the inmates."Bruno was beaten? How is that possible!" One of the inmates exclaimed in disbelief."There were twenty of his men, there's no way he could have been beaten like that!" another inmate exclaimed in a panicked tone."Could there be another group trying to challenge his power?" someone added suspiciously.Who is crazy enough to kick Bruno's arse? Is there a new group secretly eyeing the throne in this prison? Or had the guards finally started to make their move?The questions kept swirling in the minds of the inmates, but no one had a definitive answer.Bruno wasn't just a ruler, he was a monster inside Iro
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    Who Is The Real Hunter
    The atmosphere in the prison dining room is always tense. The bland smell of food mixed with the sweat of the inmates created a suffocating atmosphere. For Rick, this place was not just a dining hall, but also a psychological battlefield where power and hierarchy were determined. However, today, everything felt much different, not in a positive sense, but actually many times worse. Normally, the tension in this place is enough to make anyone who newcomers would feel intimidated. However, this time, the murderous air that enveloped the room was so thick that it felt like it could be cut with a knife. Rick could feel it clearly. From the cold stares that were thrown at him, from the way some people's breathing was a little heavier, from the small movements that seemed ordinary, but full of hidden intentions.The hundreds of inmates sitting quietly at their tables were actually harbouring murderous intent. Rick was not surprised; this was somethin
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    This Is My Party Stage
    Three inmates strode quickly towards Rick, their gazes full of hatred and unconcealed killing intent. Meanwhile, the other inmates remained where they were, but their hands began to move, pulling sharp weapons, iron bars, and other dangerous objects from under their clothes and under the table.Meanwhile, the other inmates remain seated in their places, but their eyes stare intently, observing every movement. Some began to reach under their shirts or slip their hands under tables, pulling out sharp weapons, iron rods, or anything else that could be used to end someone's life. There was no longer any desire to hide their intentions.Rick stood up slowly from his chair, his face remained calm, without the slightest sign of panic. The first move came from a burly man with a rusty iron rod in his hand. With a roar of rage, the man swung his weapon straight at Rick's head, hoping to crush his skull in one blow.However, Rick only tilted his body slightly, dodging with ease. There was no e
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    The Final Massacre
    The previously pitch-black dining room floor had now turned into a sea of red. Fresh blood pooled in several parts, creating a horrific scene that looked more like a human slaughterhouse than a dining room. A foul odor filled the air, mixed with the groans and groans of pain from the fallen prisoners. Rick stood in the middle of it, the iron bar in his hand already covered in blood. His breathing was steady, his eyes still burning with anger and cold joy. Hundreds of people were lying on the floor, helpless. Some of them writhed with their bodies covered in wounds, while others had even lost consciousness. The brutal blows from Rick's iron bar had paralyzed them all. Of Bruno's total troops, almost half had fallen. But there was still half left. Rick swept his gaze across the room. The dining room was about 300 square meters in size, large enough to move freely without much hindrance. The perfect space to fight without restrictions. The waves of attacks continued to come. The
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