Vengeance can consume even the most calculated villains, transforming them into monsters. But I'm different. My descent into darkness was deliberate.From the outset, my quest for revenge was never simple. I had a purpose – to unleash the demon wolf within, suppressed for far too long.To set it free, I required a thousand souls, taken by my own hands. Cold calculation, not madness, drove me.No pity stirred within me for these hypocrites: corrupt justice advocates, the nine betrayers, and my deceitful mate. Their treachery ignited an inferno of rage.As fury coursed through my veins, my breath grew scorching, hotter than lava. Darkness seeped into my being, manifesting as tiny, slithering snakes.My transformation had begun.“Humanity doesn't deserve a savior... Humanity deserves ultimate extinction.” my voice sounded distorted. I could feel wetness around my hands and blood seeped from my lips.I slaughtered the policemen like cattle, I must have dropped my sword somewhere but who c
As I entered the meeting hall, the Killer-Wolves Elites sprang to their feet, their unified greeting echoing through the room. "GOOD DAY, BOSS!"I acknowledged their salute with a nod. "Take your seats."My attention shifted to Elixir, the sole woman among the elite ranks. Her poised demeanor caught my eye, and I reviewed her performance stats. Impressive."Elixir," I began, my gaze locked onto hers. "Your numbers are exceptional. Tell me, what drives your success?"ELIXIRName: Elizabeth ChristopherAge: 25Race: HumanStrength: 75Speed: 75Control: 80Skills: (Master swordsman, Master gunslinger, Master invincibility).“You really have worked hard my dear Elixir, I'm proud of you.” I said smiling.“Its all thanks to your grace and care Boss.” she blushed. I could also see she's become more beautiful as her skin is now well toon and smooth. It's so far from the rough faced girl I saw two weeks ago. With her skills, I'm sure she will be the perfect honey trap. Hehehehehe.“Boss, Lawr
I entered the fray, surveying the chaotic landscape. Starlet and Hollow Reaper had the police force bottled up, their escape routes severed. Slashed tires and strategically placed shokuren ensured no one escaped unscathed.The policemen, battered and exhausted, futilely unleashed bullets that ricocheted off the Killer-Wolves Elite (KWE) vests. Crafted from rare Black iron ore and Milthril ore, these vests were virtually indestructible – except against lightning and laser beams.Yet, as I watched, my empathy remained dormant. Lawrence's words still seared my mind, fueling an unrelenting rage.The cries of the trapped officers, the desperation in their eyes, only stoked my fury. I felt no mercy, no remorse.GRRH! A snarl escaped my mouth, that was the cue for the demonic system in me to act. I rushed towards the nearest policeman, he was already injured by the shokuren and was applying bandage on his injured arm. He jerked away as I suddenly appeared in front of him, he was a step too l
A month had passed since I last pursued my vendetta. Instead, I dedicated myself to fortifying the KWE organization, transforming it into a formidable force. Our ranks had swelled to an impressive 4,000 members, necessitating a strategic restructuring to maximize efficiency.To achieve this, I established specialized sectors, each led by trusted and skilled leaders: Hollow Reaper, with his unparalleled expertise in cybersecurity and surveillance, commanded the Tech sector. His team ensured our digital presence remained undetectable and our communications encrypted. Lord Keal, Kim Demon, and Death Vector formed the nucleus of the Gunslinger group. These elite snipers had earned their reputation on the battlefield, demonstrating unwavering accuracy and precision. Starlet (Ajuruchi Samuel), a master swordsman with unmatched agility, led the Swordsman group. Her unit excelled in close combat, employing tactics honed through rigorous training. Elixir (Elizabeth Christopher), my trusted all
The armory echoed with the deliberate clicks of guns being loaded and cocked, a symphony of lethal preparation. My initial plan to take down Alhaji alone had been overtaken by events. The government, determined to thwart my vendetta, had deployed a formidable force.Two hundred soldiers, they thought, would be enough to stop me? Amusing.In the past, such opposition would have given me pause, prompting weeks of strategic planning. But times had changed. I now commanded an army, the KWE mercenary guild.Our gunslinger group had evolved into a finely-tuned machine, divided into smaller, elite units we called Platoons. Each consisted of: Thirty skilled foot soldiers. One tech-savvy communicator, One seasoned platoon commanderDeploying a single, well-trained Platoon alongside me to eliminate Alhaji seemed excessive, almost extravagant. Yet, I reveled in the prospect.The more souls that fell during this vengeful hunt, the closer I drew to my ultimate goal. Blood would flow, and I would b
As consciousness crept back, I struggled to my feet, unaware of how I'd ended up on the cold marble floor. A sudden jolt of fear shot through me when I saw an ashen, furry arm where my human one should be."What in the devil's name?!" I exclaimed, horror etched on my face.Stunned, I examined my transformed body. I had become a wolf-like creature, but with a twist – my physique was eerily humanoid. No razor-sharp fangs or protruding saberteeth marred my features, unlike the werewolves I knew or those depicted in movies.Perplexed, I wondered why my transformation differed. Was it because I hadn't yet reached the threshold of a thousand human kills, a milestone Mahjong had achieved? Did that explain the incomplete transformation?Curiosity got the better of me. I flexed my new arm, marveling at the incredible strength coursing through me. My senses had heightened, too.But what exactly was I now? Not a full-fledged werewolf, that much was clear. An anomaly, perhaps?This transformation
The meeting hall erupted in a thunderous chorus: "Good morning, Sir!"I stood frozen, taken aback by the sudden outburst. Before me, Starlet, Erik, and the KWE commanders dropped to one knee, their heads bowed in reverence."We greet the Vengeance god, Black Heart!" they declared in unison.Their words hung in the air, awaiting my response. But I was dumbstruck.My gaze swept the room, searching for answers. Why were they addressing me with such deference? And how did Focus and Risky, who should be hundreds of miles away, suddenly appear beside Elixir?Something was amiss.I turned to Starlet, seeking clarification. Her eyes met mine, shining with an unwavering loyalty."Erik?" I asked, hoping he'd provide some insight.But Erik's expression mirrored Starlet's – steadfast devotion.The kneeling commanders awaited my acknowledgement, their faces hidden behind bowed heads.How did this unfold? What had transpired in my absence?With growing unease, I realized I was trapped in a web of u
As I descended into the basement, the swordsman's gesture allowed me to pass. Three days had elapsed since the pivotal meeting with the commanders, but beneath the surface tranquility, a tempest brewed. Only the highest echelons of KWE understood the impending turmoil.The dimly lit room enveloped me, and my gaze fell upon eight females huddled together, their faces etched with fear. Their ages ranged from twenty to twenty-three, a uniformity that raised questions. My attention, however, focused on the individual calming them – a woman whose presence commanded attention.Time seemed to stand still as I absorbed her features. Her beauty was mesmerizing, a masterpiece crafted with meticulous care. The phrase "flawless beauty" barely did her justice. Her tranquil demeanor and soothing words were the anchor holding the group together, and I sensed she was the target.“Please you can't keep doing this, you can't keep raping us like this.” the target; Diamond Johnson spoke. Her voice sounde