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THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Little Attack
Alex groaned as consciousness clawed its way back to him. His eyelids fluttered open, heavy and sluggish, and the world that greeted him was upside down. The harsh metallic tang of blood filled his nose, and a sharp, disorienting throb echoed in his skull.For a moment, he couldn’t remember what had happened. The pain was too loud, crashing against his senses like a relentless tide. His body felt wrecked, every muscle screaming in protest with the slightest breath.It was only when he blinked through the haze and saw the twisted wreckage around him that fragments of memory began to return—Laura. The truck. The impact.Panic seized him, cutting through the fog of his pain.Turning his head with agonizing effort, Alex's heart plummeted at the sight beside him.Laura hung limp in her seat, still tethered by her seatbelt, her hair matted with blood that trickled down the side of her face. The sight was so stark, so terrifying, that for one suspended second Alex forgot how to breathe.His
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Celeste's First VIP Guest
Katarina slipped into the exclusive suite, the soft click of the door behind her sealing her into a different world. Tonight was her first true test—her first appointment as a high-end lady of the Verona Lounge. After months of meticulous testing and rigorous training, she and May had been selected as candidates for the elite circle, a title that promised not only prestige but access to the Lounge’s most carefully guarded secrets. She wore her persona—Celeste—as easily as a second skin. Every sway of her hips, every measured strike of her heels against the marble floor was calculated to enthrall, to command the gaze of any man she chose. Katarina drifted across the room with languid grace, the sound of distant laughter and clinking glasses fading behind the thick pane of one-way glass. From here, the VIPs could observe the revelry of the main floor without fear of being seen. Her client sat on the grand velvet sofa, legs crossed in an easy display of authority. He gazed out at the
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Playing On Doom
Katarina inhaled slowly through her nose, steadying herself as Thenma’s urgent order still crackled faintly in her ear.Get out of there. Now.But she couldn't. Not without raising suspicion. Not without ruining everything she’d worked for.Instead, she turned her sweetest smile toward Evan Clauster’s retreating back as he paused just a step away from the door, tilting his head slightly as if expecting something."Would you like another drink before you go, Mr. Clauster?" Katarina asked, her voice a soft ribbon through the charged air.Evan smiled without turning fully toward her, as if amused by her poise."You’re persistent, Celeste," he murmured. "I like that."He returned to the sofa, lowering himself into the seat with an elegant, languid grace. He set his half-empty whiskey glass on the table and watched her with sharp, assessing eyes."One more, then," he said. "Since you ask so nicely."Katarina moved fluidly, pouring him another measure of the dark, expensive liquor. Her hand
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Put Her First!
The sound of his boots thudding against the polished club floor faded behind him. Thenma pushed through the heavy door into the cold night, the buzz of the club dying at his back. The air outside was sharp, slicing against his face as he yanked his communicator from his jacket. The screen blinked aggressively. [Reve: Incoming priority message. Source: Anony Corporate Network.] Thenma swiped it open. The text was short, but the implications punched the breath from his chest. Accident Report: Alex - Critical Condition. Prosecutor Laura Finch - Contact Attempt Failed. Anony Medical Center. Immediate Response Recommended. For a split second, his mind tugged back toward Katarina—still inside, the mission still teetering between dangerous and catastrophic. Guilt gnawed at him. But there was no time to hesitate. [Reve: Processing nearest transportation options to Anony. Estimated departure window: 45 minutes. Flight reservation suggested: RapidJet 907.] “Book it,” Thenma muttered sha
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM The Loser and His Protective Sister
Thenma rushed to the other room in his small, dilapidated apartment. His hurried steps caught his sister, Adeline's attention, making her glance up suspiciously from the sofa. "Thenma, what are you doing?" Adeline asked, noticing Thenma with her makeup kit. "Are you covering up bruises with my cushion again?" Adeline anxiously forced Thenma to face her, inspecting the bruises on his face. "I only used a little, Adeline. I'll buy you a new one when I get my paycheck," Thenma said. Adeline gently touched the bruises and outs on his brother's face, saddened by the sight. It wasn't the first time "I don't care about the cushion. Were you beaten at work again?" Adeline's voice was direct, and Thenma's silence gave her away. "What else did those pigs do to you? The bruises from that bastard, Evan, and his friends haven't even healed yet." "I was just slacking off a bit, so they only gave me a warning." Thenma replied. "You call this violence a 'warning?" "That's just how the th
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM No One Come To Help The Weakest Loser
Thenma's head throbbed with pain as the wine glass shattered against the skin. His vision blurred, and blood trickled down his face, but anger—fueled by betrayal—burned hotter than any pain. "How could you do this to me, Pene?" Thenma's voice cracked, filled with rage and disbelief. He tried to move toward Penelope, his trembling hands tried to reaching out. Penelope, her face suddenly pale, took a small step back. For the first time, she looked afraid of the loser she used to look down at. "What the...? Stay away from me!" she said, her voice a little tremble. Her voice wavered as she saw the fury in Thenma's eyes. It wasn't the weak Thenma she had always known. It was as if she had woken something dark inside him, a sleeping monster that had now surfaced. Before Thenma could get any closer, Evan shoved him hard, sending him stumbling backward. "Where do you think you're going, loser?" Evan smirked as Thenma crumpled to the floor. "You really think you can have her? She's mine
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM Guilty And Grudge
Thenma blinked slowly as his eyes fluttered open. The sterile smell of antiseptic filled his senses, and the ceiling above him was blindingly white. Pain radiated from his ribs and thigh, forcing him to stay still. He realized he was in the hospital, his body aching with every breath. A soft rustle beside him caught his attention. Thenma turned his head slightly and saw Adeline sitting in the chair next to his bed. Her face looked gaunt, her once lively eyes now dull and lifeless. The cuts on her face from Evan’s abuse were faint but still visible, casting a shadow over her usually glowing appearance. Her shoulders were hunched, and her clothes were wrinkled, as though she hadn’t left his side for days. Adeline noticed Thenma was awake and stood up, her movements slow and heavy. She looked at him for a long moment before speaking, her voice barely above a whisper. "How… how are you feeling?"Thenma’s throat tightened as guilt washed over him. He tried to answer, but the words stuck
THE GREATEST REVENGER SYSTEM The Great Revenger System
Thenma stood in the doorway of Adeline’s new apartment, watching as she sat on the couch, staring blankly at the TV.After earned his first fantastic amount from registration reward, the first thing Thenma wanted to do with the money was to provide his sister a better life. He paid Adeline's top medical service to her physically and mentally's health, and bought a luxury apartment for their new living. Normally, Adeline would asked hundred times to make sure where did Thenma got such a money, but she kept her mouth shut like she didn't care, or she just didn't concerned about that because her head was full of something else.The apartment was modern and clean, with large windows letting in natural light, but the brightness didn’t reach her. Her once vibrant energy was gone, and she seemed like a shadow of the girl she used to be."Adeline," Thenma said softly, trying to put on a smile. "Look at this place. It’s beautiful, right? You don’t have to worry about anything anymore. We’ve go
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Put Her First!
The sound of his boots thudding against the polished club floor faded behind him. Thenma pushed through the heavy door into the cold night, the buzz of the club dying at his back. The air outside was sharp, slicing against his face as he yanked his communicator from his jacket. The screen blinked aggressively. [Reve: Incoming priority message. Source: Anony Corporate Network.] Thenma swiped it open. The text was short, but the implications punched the breath from his chest. Accident Report: Alex - Critical Condition. Prosecutor Laura Finch - Contact Attempt Failed. Anony Medical Center. Immediate Response Recommended. For a split second, his mind tugged back toward Katarina—still inside, the mission still teetering between dangerous and catastrophic. Guilt gnawed at him. But there was no time to hesitate. [Reve: Processing nearest transportation options to Anony. Estimated departure window: 45 minutes. Flight reservation suggested: RapidJet 907.] “Book it,” Thenma muttered sha
Playing On Doom
Katarina inhaled slowly through her nose, steadying herself as Thenma’s urgent order still crackled faintly in her ear.Get out of there. Now.But she couldn't. Not without raising suspicion. Not without ruining everything she’d worked for.Instead, she turned her sweetest smile toward Evan Clauster’s retreating back as he paused just a step away from the door, tilting his head slightly as if expecting something."Would you like another drink before you go, Mr. Clauster?" Katarina asked, her voice a soft ribbon through the charged air.Evan smiled without turning fully toward her, as if amused by her poise."You’re persistent, Celeste," he murmured. "I like that."He returned to the sofa, lowering himself into the seat with an elegant, languid grace. He set his half-empty whiskey glass on the table and watched her with sharp, assessing eyes."One more, then," he said. "Since you ask so nicely."Katarina moved fluidly, pouring him another measure of the dark, expensive liquor. Her hand
Celeste's First VIP Guest
Katarina slipped into the exclusive suite, the soft click of the door behind her sealing her into a different world. Tonight was her first true test—her first appointment as a high-end lady of the Verona Lounge. After months of meticulous testing and rigorous training, she and May had been selected as candidates for the elite circle, a title that promised not only prestige but access to the Lounge’s most carefully guarded secrets. She wore her persona—Celeste—as easily as a second skin. Every sway of her hips, every measured strike of her heels against the marble floor was calculated to enthrall, to command the gaze of any man she chose. Katarina drifted across the room with languid grace, the sound of distant laughter and clinking glasses fading behind the thick pane of one-way glass. From here, the VIPs could observe the revelry of the main floor without fear of being seen. Her client sat on the grand velvet sofa, legs crossed in an easy display of authority. He gazed out at the
Little Attack
Alex groaned as consciousness clawed its way back to him. His eyelids fluttered open, heavy and sluggish, and the world that greeted him was upside down. The harsh metallic tang of blood filled his nose, and a sharp, disorienting throb echoed in his skull.For a moment, he couldn’t remember what had happened. The pain was too loud, crashing against his senses like a relentless tide. His body felt wrecked, every muscle screaming in protest with the slightest breath.It was only when he blinked through the haze and saw the twisted wreckage around him that fragments of memory began to return—Laura. The truck. The impact.Panic seized him, cutting through the fog of his pain.Turning his head with agonizing effort, Alex's heart plummeted at the sight beside him.Laura hung limp in her seat, still tethered by her seatbelt, her hair matted with blood that trickled down the side of her face. The sight was so stark, so terrifying, that for one suspended second Alex forgot how to breathe.His
Mr. Douglas's Run
Laura frowned, confusion flickering across her face.“What do you mean, Mr. Litch?”Marv Litch didn’t even hesitate. His words were too smooth, too deliberate—as if he had rehearsed this confrontation long before it happened.He smiled thinly.“Aren’t you working with that young man over there? Weren’t you both so desperate to have Mr. Douglas on your side, simply because he once dipped a toe into your little affairs?Mr. Douglas has made it clear—again and again—that he wants nothing to do with any of that anymore.So, tell me, why are you still here?”Laura’s throat tightened painfully.Once again, she found herself without a solid answer.She couldn’t reveal the truth—not here. Not when the investigation had been conducted in secret.If she admitted that Joey had been cooperating with her and Thenma, it would only put a bigger target on Joey’s back—and Laura didn’t even know where he was now.Swallowing hard, Laura forced herself to steer the conversation elsewhere.“Is Mr. Douglas
Unexpected Chaos
The tires screeched as Alex pulled the car to a violent stop, the vehicle jerking forward from the momentum. Laura barely waited for it to fully halt; she flung the door open and bolted out, her heart hammering painfully against her ribs. Chaos greeted her. Smoke thickened the night air, glowing sickly orange from the flames that roared out of the seventh-floor windows. Residents, some half-dressed, others clinging to pets and loved ones, clustered behind hastily set-up barricades. Red and blue lights flashed wildly across their stunned, terrified faces. Laura stopped dead for a moment, staring up at the building. The fire wasn’t small. It was an inferno, devouring the side of Highlife like a starving beast. Flames licked upward, blackening the concrete, while firefighters wrestled with hoses, trying desperately to contain the blaze. A sick, cold dread coiled in her stomach. “Joey,” she whispered under her breath, already pushing through the crowd. "Laura, wait—!" Alex c
Stuck To Danger
[ANONYCITY] Night had fallen over the city, but Laura still hadn’t rested. After having dinner—courtesy of Alex, who cooked something simple but warm—Laura returned to her usual spot in front of the laptop. She was gathering data, analyzing it, cross-referencing it with their previous investigation results, and slowly building a new structure—a strategy she could use to expose the embezzlement at Highlife, the apartment complex under Edward Montgomery's ownership. The faint buzz of the heater was the only background noise until the hotel room door clicked open. Alex stepped inside, shutting the door firmly behind him. He had left earlier, saying he needed to take a call from someone—an associate from the Anony Police Department. His eyes immediately found Laura, still locked onto the glow of her laptop screen, her fingers tapping out a steady rhythm. His gaze drifted lower, catching sight of the flash drive still plugged into her computer. Laura noticed him and glanced over br
City of Smokes
Rain fell like a fine mist over Anony City, diffusing the neon lights into hazy glows that pulsed against damp sidewalks and shuttered storefronts. It was early—too early for most of the city’s vices to rise—but not for Laura Finch. She had never been one to wait for the night to draw the worst out of people. Evil, she knew, wore watches and drank expensive coffee at dawn.The temporary office they had commanded on the top floor of Hotel Auria overlooked the eastern edge of Highlife—Anony's middle class residential quarter. From up here, the towers of glass and silver looked almost innocent. Almost.Laura sat hunched over her laptop, its faint blue light casting hard shadows under her eyes. The coffee beside her had long since gone cold. Data filled her screen—financial records, resident registries, and the reconstructed timelines of shadowy investments she had begun threading together since arriving in Anony two days ago.So far, the investigation into Edward Montgomery’s money laund
Almost Was Never Enough!
Kato let the silence stretch, lips curled in mild amusement, like a man sipping wine over a private joke.“You’re quiet,” he said, smoothing the wrinkle on his lapel as if it mattered more than the woman who had just evaporated into mist. “No sharp words? No twisted proverbs from your father's old sermons? That's new.”Thenma didn’t answer.His fingers hovered near his pocket, subtly activating Reve's surf mode. A flicker of blue light scanned his iris, unseen beneath the shadows of the corridor.Kato leaned against the opposite wall, arms crossed loosely, clearly enjoying himself.Thenma waited.A chime pulsed quietly in his mind.Surfing complete. Accessing encrypted layers. Result: No identity found. No biometrics registered. Data: NULL.Thenma’s brows furrowed.Blank. The system found nothing.Just like Lily Hayes.A ghost in the machine.His jaw clenched almost imperceptibly. That woman’s escape wasn’t just coincidence. She wasn’t meant to exist in the system.“You know,” Kato sa
