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THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM The Shipment Clue
Two days had passed since Thenma started the Physical Conditioning Program. His body had pushed past every limit—each set of push-ups, each sprint, each hold until his muscles burned. He was too focused on one thing: getting stronger. The pain was temporary. The end goal was what mattered. [Physical Conditioning Program] Objective: Complete exercises to improve strength, endurance, and agility. Exercise Focus: Push-ups, Sprints, Endurance Training. Current Status: Injured. Reduced efficiency. Exercise Results: Strength: +3 Endurance: +4 Agility: +2 But something wasn’t right. His left arm—the one still recovering from injury—was throbbing with sharp, painful jolts. His legs felt like lead, and his breath came in ragged bursts. Sweat soaked his clothes, dripping to the floor. [Warning: Current physical state is critical. Health at 35%. Continuing strenuous exercise could result in permanent injury.] "Just a little more," Thenma grunted, as he dropped to the floor f
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM The Detective's Daughter
Thenma stepping into the hidden room, he thought the figure already leave after the secret door closed. He chose to walked into the secret room after following the figure's way. The first thing that greeted him was a sea of pristine white boxes stacked neatly against the walls. He didn’t need to open one to know what they contained. The faint chemical odor and meticulous arrangement gave it away instantly. His eyes fell on the emblem stamped on the topmost crate: a jagged, fang-like symbol. In the bottom corner of the same crate, small numbers caught his attention. "2808…" he murmured, frowning in thought. It clicked quickly. "Today’s the 26th. The shipment’s in two days." A flicker of satisfaction crossed his face, but the moment was short-lived. He turned his attention back to searching for any additional clues about the ship or its route. Before he could get far, the sound of heavy, hurried footsteps echoed through the room, heading toward the exit. Thenma’s instincts fl
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Following Katarina Whittaker
The sky was clear, and the gentle hum of student chatter filled the air around Blackridge University. Hidden under the shade of a tall oak tree, Thenma sat in his car, his sharp eyes fixed on the school gate. His cold, calculated stare betrayed no emotion as he waited. “Reve,” he murmured. “Any sign of her yet?” [Scanning… Target detected: Katarina Whittaker. Exiting campus grounds.] Thenma’s lips twitched into a smirk as his gaze landed on the familiar figure stepping out of the gate. Katarina walked arm-in-arm with a group of friends, her laughter blending seamlessly with theirs. She looked carefree, happy, just another ordinary girl among the crowd. But Thenma knew better. “There she is,” he muttered. His voice was low, almost a growl, as he observed her. Moments later, a tall, broad-shouldered guy approached her, his brunette hair catching the sunlight. He reached out, grabbing Katarina’s arm gently at first. The gesture seemed harmless, but Thenma didn’t miss the flick
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM To Win The Truthful One's Trust
The atmosphere in the VVIP room was suffocating, the tension thick enough to strangle. Thenma stood motionless, swallowing hard as the reality of his situation set in. Every fiber of his being screamed for him to leave, but he remained rooted, staring at Katarina. His system flashed a bright red warning across his vision: [Disguise attempt failed—do you want to give up?] Thenma’s jaw clenched as another prompt appeared. [Options: 1. Give up and save yourself. 2. Save the detective’s daughter with high risk.] He let out a shaky breath, his gaze flicking to Katarina. Her eyes met his, wide and glimmering with a silent plea. Thenma’s chest tightened. She reminded him of someone. Someone he’d sworn never to think of again. “Whatever,” he muttered, his voice cutting through the heavy silence like a blade. “I’m here to take her anyway.” The man who had been hovering close sneered. “Excuse me?” Thenma tilted his head, his piercing blue eyes locking onto Katarina as he pointed
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Using Her
The car rolled to a stop in front of a modest two-story house. Katarina sat silently next to Thenma, her hands fiddling with the strap of her bag. Thenma turned off the engine and unlocked the doors, leaning back against his seat. Katarina hesitated, gripping the door handle, but instead of stepping out, she closed the door and turned back. “I forgot to say... thank you for saving me,” Katarina said, her voice soft, carrying a mix of sincerity and awkwardness. Thenma shrugged nonchalantly, barely sparing her a glance. “Don’t mention it. That’s my part to help my partner.” Katarina blinked in confusion while Thenma straightened his words. “My partner in the mission.” “I want to know,” Katarina began cautiously, “what your real goal is. You seem eager to have my father on your side. But you must know, he doesn’t stand on the wrong side of things. That’s why he refused to help your case.” Thenma let out a bitter scoff, his lips curling into a wry smile. “Your father said that?”
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Unnoticed Danger
Simon groaned as his eyes fluttered open, the dimly lit room coming into focus. He realized he was tied to a chair, his wrists bound tightly. Panic surged through him as he instinctively struggled against the restraints, but his efforts were futile. Terrified, Simon froze when he heard the sound of slow, deliberate footsteps. Thenma appeared from the shadows, his presence ominous and commanding. “Glad you woke up quickly,” Thenma said, his voice calm but chilling. Simon swallowed hard, trying to mask his fear with a facade of bravado. “What’s your problem with me? What do you want?” he demanded, though his voice wavered. Thenma’s expression darkened, his patience thin. “I’m sure you haven’t forgotten me yet. I’m here to make sure you can’t threaten Katarina anymore.” Simon’s eyes darted nervously. “What…? I have nothing to do with her anymore!” he insisted, his voice rising in a mix of fear and defiance. Thenma’s lips curled into a mocking smile. “Are you sure? Because she
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM This Is The Loser's Revenge
The cold, briny air stung Katarina’s senses as she slowly regained consciousness. A searing pain pulsed through her forehead, her vision blurred momentarily, but fragments of memory flashed in her mind—being dragged out of her house, the view of her helpless father—tied on the floor. “Dad…” she whispered hoarsely, her voice trembling with worry and fear. Her head turned frantically, taking in her surroundings. The damp, grimy floor beneath her was covered in salt stains and dirt, and the sharp odor of fish filled the air. Her heart sank as realization struck—she was in a harbor. She struggled against the coarse ropes binding her wrists, but they held firm. The sound of slow, deliberate footsteps echoed through the warehouse. A chill ran down her spine as the figure emerged from the shadows, each step exuding menace. “Ah, you’re awake,” Julian Corbin drawled, his voice as smooth as silk yet dripping with malice. He stepped into the dim light. “How’s your feeling, starlight? Can yo
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Burn Them All
Julian, sitting on the ground with sweat trailing down his temple, turned to glance at the growing blaze. The fire clawed hungrily at the dry wood, embers flying into the cold night air. He let out a bitter laugh, more out of disbelief than amusement. “What the fuck…” he spat, his voice sharp. “You want to burn us down here?" Thenma didn’t respond. He stood rooted in place, eyes fixated on the flames as though they held answers he had been seeking for years. There was something unnerving about the calmness in his demeanor—a silence so profound it made Julian’s skin crawl. Julian rose to his knees, his instincts screaming at him to fight back or flee, but before he could fully stand, Thenma’s boot connected with his chest, sending him sprawling back to the ground. The impact forced the air from his lungs, and he groaned in pain. Towering over him like an executioner, Thenma tilted his head, his dark eyes cold and hollow. Julian tried to meet his gaze but found it unbearable. “
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Talking Plans
The ride to Thenma’s apartment was silent, save for the occasional hum of the engine. Laura wasn’t sure why he had brought her here instead of discussing the plan elsewhere, but she didn’t question it. Not yet.The apartment building was tall, sleek, and modern—one of those places where the city’s wealthier residents lived, far removed from the chaos below. The 11th floor gave a perfect view of Blostom’s restless streets, yet inside, it was eerily quiet.Thenma unlocked the door with an effortless motion, barely knocking before pushing it open. The moment it swung wide, a bright voice greeted him."Thenma!"A girl rushed forward, her excitement clear in her tone. Katarina Whittaker—young, bright-eyed, carrying the kind of energy that could light up a room. Her long, honey-blonde hair bounced slightly as she reached for him, but then she froze.Her smile faltered.Her warm brown eyes flicked from Thenma to Laura.Someone she didn't recognize.And even though Katarina didn’t say a word,
Something Off About Everything
The city of Blostom was awake in its usual rhythm—cars streaming through the roads, people rushing in and out of the Prosecutor Building Center, and the occasional blare of sirens in the distance.At 10 a.m., a sleek, midnight-black sports car sat idly in the parking lot, the tinted windows shielding its occupants from prying eyes.Inside, Thenma was relaxed—too relaxed. One hand rested on the wheel while the other lifted a can of soft drink to his lips. Across from him, Laura Finch sat with her arms crossed, brows slightly furrowed.She hesitated for a moment, then exhaled."You’re saying Joey gave you the hint… through a sandwich?"Thenma smirked, glancing at her sideways. “Mr. Douglas.”Laura rolled her eyes. "Joey."Thenma let out a chuckle, taking another sip of his drink. "Yeah, a sandwich. Pretty creative, huh? The guy used mustard to write the damn coordinates. Real old-school spy shit."Laura’s gaze sharpened, her skepticism evident. "And you’re sure you got it?"Thenma’s smi
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⚠️ Content Warning: Mature & Disturbing Themes ⚠️This chapter contains graphic depictions of violence, sexual exploitation, non-consensual acts, drug use, and psychological manipulation. It explores dark themes such as human trafficking, abuse, and inhumane experiments. Reader discretion is strongly advised.If you are sensitive to such topics, please proceed with caution or consider skipping this chapter. Your well-being is important.---Laura stiffened at the sound of Kato’s voice behind her. She turned swiftly, masking her initial surprise. The way he stood there, casual yet calculated, made her uneasy—like he had been there long enough to hear every word exchanged between her and Thenma.She swallowed down her nerves, reverting to the version of herself that Kato knew: cold, distant, untouchable.“Just talking to a friend,” she said, her tone indifferent. “Inside was too loud.”Kato’s smile was polite, yet it held the weight of something unspoken. He didn’t trust her. That much
One of The Girls
The air in the VIP room no. 5 was thick with perfume and the slow, hypnotic beat of the lounge’s private playlist. Dim golden lights flickered, casting seductive shadows as the women moved around Laura, their bodies swaying in a practiced rhythm.On the sleek glass table before her, a bottle of Château Margaux sat half-opened, its dark red liquid reflecting the ambient glow of the room. Crystal glasses clinked as one of the girls poured a drink, offering it to Laura with a teasing smile."You're not drinking," the woman purred, running a manicured finger along the rim of the glass. "Are we not to your taste, Miss Finch?"Laura barely spared her a glance. Seated at the center of the long leather couch, her body language remained unreadable—casual but detached. The women surrounded her, draping themselves across the seating, their movements fluid, seductive. Some continued their sultry dance on the polished pole in the middle of the room, twisting and arching like sirens luring in sailo
The Point Is To Go Back
Thenma stared at the numbers, his breath catching in his throat. A code—coordinates, precise and deliberate. It took him a moment to process that Joey had done this. That Joey, after all his irritation and refusal to cooperate, had finally shown his hand.A quiet part of him had started to believe Joey would never come around. But this—this was proof. A silent acknowledgment. A sign that Joey was choosing to trust him.Disbelief flickered in Thenma’s chest, quickly followed by something deeper—gratitude, relief. But he didn’t let it show. He could still feel the weight of unseen eyes on him, the invisible threads of surveillance tightening around the café.He quickly memorized the sequence, engraving it into his mind before carefully pressing the sandwich slices back together. Then, without hesitation, he took a bite, forcing himself to eat naturally, to move like nothing had changed. He chewed slowly, letting the taste settle, disguising his satisfaction with the meal.And for the fi
Way To The Key
Laura barely had time to stop the car when Thenma threw the door open and rushed out. His movements were sharp, precise—like a man who had just connected an important piece of a puzzle and couldn’t wait to confirm it.She watched as he strode toward the small café across the street, completely absorbed in his mission. His urgency was palpable, like nothing else mattered except reaching Joey.Laura frowned, leaning against the steering wheel. "Are you ever going to tell me why you dragged me all the way here?"Thenma, already halfway across the road, glanced back briefly. "Not now. You can head back first. I’ve got things to do here."Laura scoffed in disbelief. "Are you serious?"Thenma didn’t respond. He simply pushed open the café door, stepping inside without looking back.The warm aroma of coffee greeted him, blending with the low hum of conversation. The moment he entered, he forced himself to slow down, suppressing the restless energy that had driven him here. He had to act natu
The Case Takes Two
The soft hum of the car’s interior light cast a faint glow over Laura Finch’s face as she gripped the steering wheel tightly, her knuckles pale against the leather. She hadn’t started the engine yet, and the silence in the car was suffocating. Next to her, Thenma slouched in the passenger seat, exuding his usual air of defiance.Laura’s sharp, cold gaze bore into him, the irritation on her face unmistakable. “Don’t waste your time staring at me like that, Prosecutor Finch,” Thenma said, his voice low but laced with mockery.Laura scoffed, leaning back in disbelief. “Then stop acting like I’m your damn parent, boy. Do you have any idea how many files I had to skip to drag you out of that police station?”“Sorry, Mom,” Thenma replied dryly, tugging his leather jacket tighter around him as if to shield himself from her frustration. But his mind wasn’t on her scolding—it was still back in Anony, replaying Joey Douglas’ panicked gestures over and over.Laura shook her head, her lips presse
Make Joey Douglas Talks
The evening air was heavy with the scent of rain-soaked asphalt as Thenma sat in his car, parked discreetly across from Joey Douglas’ apartment complex at Anony. The streetlights flickered sporadically, casting fragmented shadows over the nearly deserted lot. He had been sitting there for hours, his eyes fixed on the entrance, waiting for Joey to return from work.His fingers tapped rhythmically against the steering wheel, a habit that betrayed his impatience. Reve's panel floated faintly in his peripheral vision, the blue glow illuminating the car’s interior.[Target: Edward Montgomery.Mission: Expose his money laundering operations. Ruin his legacy.Priority Level: High.]The words hung in the air like an uninvited guest, insistent and unyielding.Thenma leaned back, exhaling slowly as he stared at the panel. Not now, he thought.[Reminder: Montgomery's financial trails are the weakest link. Investigate. Act.]“Persistent, aren’t you?” Thenma muttered under his breath, closing the
Secret Cooperation
The late afternoon sun cast long shadows over the park as Thenma leaned against his car, waiting for Laura. The sleek, black sportscar gleamed in stark contrast to the modest surroundings, drawing a few curious glances from passersby. Thenma glanced at his watch, his thoughts still swirling around the inconsistencies he’d uncovered in Anony.Not far away, Laura stepped out of her car, glancing around to spot Thenma. She had barely taken a step when she felt the faint sensation of being watched. Across the parking lot, Alex sat in his own vehicle, his eyes fixed on her. He adjusted his seat slightly, narrowing his gaze as he watched Laura walk toward a second car—an expensive sports car that seemed out of place in this area.Alex’s brow furrowed as Laura opened the passenger door and climbed in, the sight stirring a flicker of suspicion in him.Inside the car, Laura settled into the plush leather seat, glancing at Thenma with a wry smile. “You know, me getting into this car makes me lo