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WHEN THE CARNAGE SYSTEM BECOMES A MARIONETTE

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In the shadows of the seemingly ordinary human realm, a clandestine organization with roots reaching back through the ages unveils a harrowing secret—a truth so bitter it shatters the very foundations of reality itself. What appeared as a mundane existence is but a fragile illusion, carefully woven to mask an underlying horror. For eons, the demon realm has borne witness to a grim saga of bloodshed and turmoil. Stretching back as far as time itself, its history is marred by relentless wars, a relentless cycle of massacre, chaos, and destruction. Forces of justice and malevolence, eternally locked in a dance of opposition, have ignited the fires of countless conflicts, leaving a scarred tapestry of suffering in their wake. Yet, amid this eternal struggle, a glimmer of hope emerged when the rulers of the two demon factions united in an unprecedented alliance, offering a tantalizing promise of renewal. But just as the dawn of a new era seemed imminent, tragedy materialized with a cruel precision. As if fate itself reveled in cruelty, a cataclysmic event shattered the newfound peace. A resounding blow echoed through the heart of the demon realm, casting a pall of despair over its denizens, extinguishing the flame of hope before it could truly ignite. In the present epoch, the underbelly of existence—the criminal underbelly—finds itself under the dominion of a malevolent figure known only as Devel, the erstwhile "King of Criminals." With the enigmatic disappearance of their former ruler, the unholy demons are compelled into servitude under a being of unimaginable power, the dreaded "Dark Lord." This malevolent entity, possessing abilities akin to those of a deity, unilaterally decrees a war that transcends dimensions—an all-encompassing conflict that propels the universe toward an ominous precipice. The very fabric of existence quivers with the imminence of what some dub "The Final Order." In this cataclysmic maelstrom, the key to supremacy, the fabled "Holy Blade of Gizel," emerges as the ultimate prize. Every faction, every entity, converges on this legendary artifact, a weapon with the potential to tip the scales of power in favor of its possessor. Unbeknownst to the unsuspecting human populace, teetering on the brink of annihilation, a storm of cosmic proportions gathers. Their ignorance shields them from the looming chaos, a respite destined to be short-lived. Amid the grand designs of beings beyond their understanding, the pieces of a chilling puzzle align. And so, as the threads of destiny intertwine, the tale unfolds—only a fraction of which has been unveiled here.
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Chapter 1 - (CHAPTER 1) "what is she doing here of all the places?"

"Jack! Get down from the window this instant!" a mother shouts at her child, who watches a fleet of police cars dashing down the street in amazement.

The scene shifts towards a luxurious building surrounded by the police. The police seem to be in a rush. They're quickly setting up fences around the building. A squad is dedicated to stopping the people and the press from coming near the area. In this riffraff, a man is standing going through an argument on a phone call. As the other police officers rush here and there.

"Please Sir, it's only been 10 minutes since I've been dedicated to this operation" The man pleads in a soft voice.

"Let it be 10 minutes or 12! Vlad this is very serious. The members of the board are in over their heads to get all the hostages out safely. I'm entrusting you with this task because you know how much worse you'll be if you cannot complete your mission. I suffer, you suffer! Remember!" The voice over the speakers warns him. As the call ends.

"No, no, no, no, no...." Vlad says in a continuously fading voice. As he loses his mind

"Sir!" A man suddenly walks up to him and gives him a salute. "The whole team will be led by your command". He speaks.

"Who are you?" Vlad asks with his eyes wide open as the stress takes control of him.

"I would be the commanding officer, Sir". The officer replies in a confused tone.

"Well, what are you standing here around for?" Vlad acquires.

"We are waiting for your orders Sir" (Confused)

"Oh! So, are you looking for my orders? Well, why don't you be a nice boy... And get me the freakish Blueprint of this hellish building!!!" (Commands in large)

"Yes, Sir!" The man obeys and runs away.

"Imbecilic morons!" (Vlad curses) as he tries to get himself together.

As Vlad is still struggling to control the situation, new squads are Still coming in for further assistance. Suddenly, A fleet of black vans emerges from everywhere. Vlad sees a mysteriously familiar symbol on These vans and gets worried. No further, 3 black cars arrived. And a beautiful woman wearing a white coat with the same symbol printed on it steps out from one of the cars. As her foot hits the ground. Many soldiers emerge out of the vans in formation. All of them were armed in black. A wind blows and her lovely red hair moves as she approaches Vlad followed by her two assistants Nicol a young gentleman and Kate a young tech adult woman.

(quickly)"Hello sir! it is to inform you that we will be taking the lead from here on now and these are the verified orders of you and your full cooperation with us in case you have any further queries kindly correspond to your sources and do not be a needle in the path" Nicol briefs Vlad quickly as he hands him a white paper writing and goes on after Kate and their boss who had just walked past them.

As Vlad stares at the paper in disbelief and horror he falls to his knees on the ground.