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"That bitch!" A tall man with flowing, ebony hair sneered, his dark eyes narrowing with anger and his brow furrowing in frustration. This man was none other than Elaine's ex-boyfriend, Damien

The dimly lit bar buzzed with activity around him, the clinking of glasses and the murmur of conversations fading into the background as his emotions took center stage.

He had called in with the intention of confronting her, hoping to rekindle a spark that had long since faded into ashes. Yet, she had ignored him, dismissing his effort with a cold indifference that made him angry.

'How dare that bitch? Not afraid of me?' he seethed, his anger simmering just beneath the surface. "I've shown her favoritism, and now she thinks I won't beat her?"

He had once been the center of Elaine's world, a charismatic and kind figure who had swept her off her feet with his charm . But as time had passed, his possessiveness had grown, slowly poisoning their once-joyful relationship.

It all began on a seemingly ordinary night when he started experiencing strange and debilitating headaches. At first, he brushed them off as mere nuisances, but he soon realized that these headaches were accompanied by something inexplicable: a profound change within him.

As the days passed, he started to notice shifts in his abilities. He grew stronger, his physical powers increasing to levels he had never thought possible. Find joy in m-vlemp _yr.

He could master fighting skills that would have taken years for others. So his combat skills, once mediocre at best, had transformed him into a formidable fighter. At first, he couldn't help but see these developments as a blessing in disguise.

However, with each passing day, the price of these improvement became increasingly apparent. The darkness within him, previously dormant, began to stir and take hold. He became more erratic, his actions increasingly chaotic and unpredictable. His emotional state swung wildly, from intense bouts of anger to moments of euphoria, leaving him feeling like a stranger to himself.

And joining a gang and eventually becoming its leader had made him even more broken.

"Boss, what's our plan?" asked a tough-looking guy with a scar on his cheek. He wore a sharp black suit, like you'd see in a Yakuza movie.

"Did our people follow them?" Damien asked with a stern tone.

"That's right, boss," the scar-faced man replied, hesitating slightly. "The man she was with seems pretty wealthy and also handsome, so..."

BAM!

Before he could finish his sentence, a powerful fist landed perfectly on the scar-faced man's jaw, sending him tumbling to the ground.

"What did you say?" Damien's voice was cold and menacing as he glared at the fallen man.

"I... I didn't mean it like that, boss," the scar-faced man stammered, his voice quivering with fear. He knew all too well how terrifying his boss could be. Damien was the new leader of the Seoul Dragons, one of the notorious Big 5 gangs in Korea.

He was a man of infamous reputation, and some even believed he possessed superhuman abilities because of the sheer ferocity he displayed when angered. There were tales of him taking on a dozens of thugs single-handedly, earning him the ominous title of "Damien The Dragon's Maw" within the criminal underworld.

"Is he more handsome than me ?" Damien asked with a menacing look. It was as if he was ready to kill if the scar-faced man answer wrongly.

The scar-faced man, desperately trying to save himself, quickly responded, "Of course not, boss. You are the most handsome person in the world."

BAM!

Another fist landed on the scar-faced man's face, even harder this time, causing him to feel the sharp pain of a broken nose.

BAM!

BAM!

BAM!

He continued to pummel the scar-faced man relentlessly, blood spattering everywhere, teeth shattered, but no one dared to intervene. They were well aware of just how crazy their boss could become when provoked.

"Are you in love with me? Hahahaha," Damien burst into maniacal laughter, his demeanor shifting from cold and menacing to downright psychotic. It was clear that he was not just dangerous; he was a complete psycho.

"Bring everyone. I will kill that bastard who dared to touch my woman," he ordered, his voice dripping with murderous intent.

After hearing their leader's command, everyone inside the bar stood up, ready to follow his orders without question.

The atmosphere in the room shifted from tense to dangerous as the Seoul Dragons prepared to unleash chaos and seek revenge for their boss. Damien's obsession with protecting what he considered his was borderline crazy..

The gang members couldn't help but feel sorry for anyone unlucky enough to anger their boss, especially when it involved Elaine. He had a brutal habit of going to extremes to keep her and make those who tried to bed her pay a terrible price.

The number of lives he'd ended due to issues related to Elaine was beyond counting. He had various ways of making people disappear – some were buried secretly, others dumped in the ocean, some even burned to ashes, and some were fed to crocodiles. It was the kind of stuff you'd only expect from someone who was completely insane.

His actions had earned him a terrifying reputation within the gang, and his members knew better than to question his methods or his intense fixation on Elaine. They had seen firsthand the terrible things he could do to those who crossed him, and it left no room for doubt that he was someone you can't afford to offend.

But little did they know, that the person they were planning to disposed of was even more psychotic and dangerous than they could have ever imagined.

If Damien was considered crazy, they were in  for a shocking revelation when they faced someone who was fundamentally broken to the core, a person who had been pretending really hard to be a human just to keep his sanity from shattering completely.

Anyone who dared to leave this place and cross paths with "HIM" would undoubtedly come to regret their choices.