The battlefield was quiet now.
No screams. No footsteps. Only the stench of blood and the stillness of death.
500 soldiers of the Dark Crocodile Society lay broken in the streets of Incheon. A massacre the city would never forget.
And at the center of it all stood Cheon Ma—Daniel—his body scarred, tattoo blazing on his back, his demon-like grin still lingering.
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🔥 Dark Crocodile Society HQ – The Aftermath
Inside a heavily guarded mansion, the Dark Crocodile Society leaders gathered in chaos.
"What do you mean… five hundred men are gone?!" one elder screamed, his fists slamming against the table.
Another leader shook with rage. "A single man did this? Are you telling me you lost five hundred trained soldiers to ONE FUCKING MAN?!"
The surviving squad leaders, bandaged and trembling, stood in shame before them. Rashid, Tao, Ryu, Cheonmu, and Mugak Wang—each still bruised and battered from their clash.
Mugak's face twisted with fury as he slammed his hand on the table.
"That bastard… that DEMON… he'll pay for this humiliation! I don't care who he is—I'll crush his skull with my bare hands!"
But Rashid raised his voice, tone uncharacteristically serious.
"No… you saw it, Mugak. We all did. That wasn't a man. That was a monster. If we rush him again without a plan, it won't just be our soldiers—it will be us lying dead in the streets."
The room fell silent. For the first time, the mighty Dark Crocodile Society felt something unfamiliar.
Fear.
An elder muttered in disbelief, "Cheon Ma… that's the name spreading already… the demon of Incheon."
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🌌 Incheon – The Rumors Spread
The city buzzed with whispers.
"He killed five hundred men by himself."
"I saw him with my own eyes—he ripped through them like paper!"
"Cheon Ma… is he even human?"
"Some say he's a devil sent to punish the Dark Crocodile Society."
"Or maybe… maybe he's the hero we needed."
Civilians who had once cowered under the shadow of the Dark Crocodile Society now dared to hope, while others trembled in fear that such a beast walked their streets.
Children whispered his name like a fairytale.
Gangsters whispered it like a curse.
Businessmen whispered it with cautious awe.
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⚡ Speed Faction's Thoughts
Back in their safehouse, the Speed Faction sat in heavy silence.
Roy Kwon's voice shook. "I've fought all kinds of bastards before… but never something like him. If he ever turns on us—"
Sung Jegal cut him off, swallowing. "We wouldn't even have time to scream."
Boknam looked at Jaegyeon, eyes wide. "Boss… is he really on our side?"
Jaegyeon didn't answer immediately. He stared out the window at the blood-soaked city, his expression unreadable.
Finally, he spoke.
"He is Cheon Ma. He fights with us, not for us. Remember that difference."
Yeowool sat quietly, arms crossed. But inside, her chest tightened. Cheon Ma… Daniel… what are you really? Savior or devil?
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🔥 Daniel Alone
At the edge of the battlefield, Daniel finally sat down on the bloodstained ground. His fists dripped red, his body burned with pain, but his eyes remained sharp.
He whispered to himself, almost amused, almost hollow.
"They'll spread my name now. Fear me. Hate me. Worship me. It doesn't matter."
A cruel smile touched his lips as he tilted his head back to the sky.
"Because I'm not done yet. Not until I rip the Dark Crocodile Society down to its last fucking root."
His laugh echoed into the night—
Low. Cold. Demonic.
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