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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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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
No Peace of Mind
The soft rays of morning light filtered through the blinds, casting slanted beams across the disheveled room. Clothes were strewn carelessly across the floor, an empty wine glass sat on the nightstand, and the faint scent of intimacy lingered in the air. Laura stirred awake, her body sore and her mind far from rested.Sitting up, she reached for the glass of water she had left on the nightstand, taking a long sip to soothe her dry throat. Her tousled hair framed her face, her expression unreadable as her thoughts swirled with remnants of the previous night—not just the fiery passion but the argument that still burned in her mind.Behind her, Alex stirred, his bare chest brushing against her back as he sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist. His touch was warm and familiar, but it did little to ease the tension in her shoulders.“Are you still mad at me?” Alex asked, his voice low and tentative, his lips brushing lightly against her ear.Laura didn’t respond, her eyes fixed on the
The 'Girl' Operation
The journey to Anony was as bleak as the stories surrounding the area. Thenma drove past crumbling infrastructure, graffiti-covered walls, and streets that seemed untouched by progress. Nestled at the border of Asterline and the neighboring town, Anony bore the weight of neglect, its reputation tethered to poverty and its streets teeming with shadows of lost hope.Highlife Apartments came into view—a relic of better days now faded into mediocrity. The building’s dull gray facade was cracked and weathered, its once-bright signage flickering erratically. It stood as a stark reminder of the city's divide between privilege and despair.Thenma parked his car and stepped out, the stench of dampness and decay assaulting his senses. He adjusted his jacket and moved toward the entrance, his steps purposeful. The air was thick with suspicion, and the few residents lingering outside glanced at him warily before turning away.Inside, the apartment’s lobby was dimly lit, its faded wallpaper peelin
The Data is Mismatched
The first rays of dawn illuminated the city as Thenma pulled into his parking spot. His fingers grazed the memory chip in his pocket, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. Victory tasted sweet, even with the bitter undertone of how close he’d come to losing it all.He climbed the stairs to his apartment, unlocking the door and stepping inside. The moment the door clicked shut, a voice startled him."Thenma!"Katarina rushed toward him, her wide, worried eyes scanning his face. "What happened? I heard you got caught! Are you okay? Did they hurt you? Why didn’t you call me?"Thenma raised a hand, trying to stop the torrent of questions, but Katarina’s gaze landed on the plaster above his brow. Her worry deepened as she reached out, fingers trembling slightly."You're hurt!" she exclaimed. "Why didn’t you tell me? You know I would’ve—""Katarina," Thenma interjected firmly but gently, his voice steady. "I’m fine. It’s nothing. Just a small scratch. The cops interrogated me, nothing more. I’
Prosecutor's Negotiation
"Stop!"Laura's voice cut sharply through the tense atmosphere of the monitoring room. The officers froze, and Alex turned toward her, his confusion evident. Without another word, Laura exited the observation room and entered the interrogation room where Thenma sat, still cuffed and seemingly unaffected by the drama unfolding around him.“I’ll take it from here,” Laura announced, her tone leaving no room for debate.Alex frowned, clearly taken aback. “What are you talking about? He broke into a restricted area and impersonated someone—this isn’t something you can just brush off.”“There’s a misunderstanding,” Laura replied, her voice firm but measured. “Thenma and I have spoken before. I’ll handle this.”Alex stepped forward, his expression darkening. “Misunderstanding or not, he’s committed a serious offense. You can’t just walk in here and—”“I’ll be his guarantor,” Laura interrupted, her voice calm but resolute; her eyes locked onto Alex’s. “Under my supervision, he won’t cause any
Interrogation Room
Thenma woke with a sharp jolt, his head throbbing painfully in one concentrated spot—a bitter reminder of Laura's heel. The cold steel of handcuffs bit into his wrists as he adjusted his posture in the stiff interrogation chair. His eyes flickered up to meet Laura's cold, impassive gaze as she stood across from him, her presence dominating the small room. Thenma smirked faintly despite the circumstances. "Well, we meet again, Prosecutor Finch. I’d say it’s a pleasure, but..." He trailed off, his tone light and teasing. Laura didn’t respond. Her face remained a mask of indifference, her silence unnerving. After a brief, piercing stare, she turned and exited the room. Moments later, a man entered—a tall figure with sharp features, his suit pressed to perfection. He carried a folder under his arm and settled across from Thenma with a measured, deliberate air. "I’m Detective Alex Vittoris," the man introduced himself, placing the folder on the table and flipping it open. His eyes sca
