by Dark lord1234
"You are free now."Those are the final words whispered into the dark before the blade falls.The city is being weighed, measured, and systematically purged. To the public, the string of brutal executions and vanished crime lords are just chaotic, disconnected tragedies. But beneath the freezing winter, a terrifyingly precise architecture is taking shape. It isn't random violence. It is a deeply philosophical god complex.Someone is judging the city, and the authorities are completely blind to the slaughter.Drawn into the center of the madness is a young journalist driven by a dangerous obsession with the truth. Crossing unforgivable moral and legal lines, he steps into the shadows to track an untraceable phantom—oblivious to the fact that he is walking straight into a trap.Because he isn’t the only hunter on the board.Enter a veteran inspector known only as "The Hound." A man of absolute, unbending will and terrifying mathematical deduction, he doesn't just investigate crimes; he dissects them down to their geometric coordinates. He is a relentless, calculating force of nature who views the world as a rigid equation to be solved. And he has already picked up the scent.The landscape is bleak, the stakes are lethal, and the lines between the hunter, the hound, and the monster are about to bleed together.
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