Mumbai,
They say this city is the city of dreams. Nestled by the sea, this city holds a unique charm with its hustle, colorful markets, towering skyscrapers, and narrow alleys. The people here are resilient, hardworking, and always ready to turn their dreams into reality. But in this dazzling city, some horrific events occur that rob people of their peace and sleep.
Like every other day, the sun had set in Mumbai, and the moonlit night had draped the city in its serene glow. While on one side, peace had settled over the city, on the other side, deep within a deserted jungle, chaos had reached its peak. Bullets rained down as if a deadly war had erupted. The jungle was engulfed in deep darkness, but some people were running for their lives as if a fierce wild beast was chasing them.
The scene inside the jungle was nothing short of a terrifying nightmare. Blood-soaked corpses lay scattered everywhere. Each body was so brutally mutilated that it would send shivers down anyone’s spine. Some had lost their hands, some their legs, while others had their heads blown to pieces. It felt as if the god of death had descended into the jungle, delivering punishments to people for their deeds.
"Bastards, don’t stop! Keep running! Whoever stops will be slaughtered so brutally that you can’t even imagine!" The leader shouted as he pushed forward. But the jungle was so dense and dark that he couldn’t figure out which direction was safe.
After running continuously for some time, they finally collapsed on the ground, exhausted. Their breaths were uncontrollable due to the intense sprinting, and they lay panting on the ground. But the next moment, their eyes widened in terror. Around twenty to thirty people had surrounded them. They all wore black and purple mixed face masks that resembled monstrous demons. Their entire bodies were clad in black suits, and in their hands, advanced technology AR rifles gleamed, aimed straight at the fallen men.
Among these masked figures, one tall and well-built man stepped forward. He appeared to be around 24 or 25 years old. His face was concealed behind a black tiger-shaped helmet mask with white glowing eyes. As he advanced, the terror among the fallen men deepened. Fear and the realization of death were evident in their eyes.
One of them, their leader, stuttered in a trembling voice, "L-Leo...!"
As soon as the name left his lips, Leo slowly approached him. With every step he took, the men on the ground sank deeper into fear. With a cold smirk, Leo said,
"Did you really think, idiot, that you and your stupid army could just walk in and try to kill LL? Hahaha... Not bad, not bad! Nice attempt. But now, what can we do... even God Himself wouldn’t know what’s going to happen to you all here."
As soon as Leo said this, the eerie silence of the jungle was broken by the sudden arrival of six to seven high-tech black cars. Even in the darkness, the vehicles gleamed under the moonlight like ferocious predators. As soon as they stopped, a man stepped out from the front door—"Shadow." He was no ordinary man but LL’s right-hand and deadliest bodyguard.
Without wasting any time, Shadow opened the rear door of one of the cars. As the door swung open, a tall and broad-shouldered man stepped out. He stood approximately 6 feet 1 inch tall. Over his black suit, he wore a long black overcoat, and his feet were clad in shining black leather shoes. But the most fearsome thing about him was his helmet mask—black, red, and yellow mixed, resembling a monstrous demon’s face.
Two large horns protruded from the mask, and his deep red eyes burned like embers in the darkness.
He advanced with a calm yet terrifying presence, so overpowering that the men on the ground trembled violently. As he came closer, the terrified men clasped their hands together, begging for mercy.
Their leader, trembling, started pleading,
"LL, please forgive us! We made a terrible mistake! We will never dare to cross you again… Please let us go! We will leave this country forever!"
Hearing this, LL stopped. He slowly extended his hand toward Leo. Leo immediately understood and handed LL one of the sharp blades strapped to his back.
The moment LL grasped the gleaming, razor-sharp sword, terror flooded the eyes of the fallen men.
Because they knew—LL was cruel and heartless.
Now, their death was inevitable...
As LL held the sword, he started circling the fallen leader, dragging the blade against the ground, creating an eerie scraping sound that echoed through the jungle. With each drag, the leader’s breath hitched, his eyes filled with sheer horror, and his veins ran cold with the fear of impending doom.
Panicked, the leader stood up and begged,
"Please, LL! Please forgive us! We made a huge mistake; we will never dare again!"
But LL simply stared with an emotionless, merciless gaze. Deep silence engulfed the surroundings. Then, breaking the stillness, LL’s cold and menacing voice echoed—
"WHERE IS HE?"
The leader, shaking, barely managed to stammer, "I... don’t..."
Before he could complete his sentence, LL cut him off in the same chilling tone—
"You said you would leave this country forever... But I’ll make sure you leave this world instead. Because LL never forgives... And the punishment for mistakes in front of him is only ‘death.’"
The leader had no time to react…
Suddenly, the air was sliced by a sharp slash, and in the next instant, the leader’s body split in half from the waist down, crashing onto the ground.
A horrifying silence spread all around. The rest of the fallen men shook in terror at the ghastly sight. But before they could comprehend anything, gunfire erupted.
One after another, bullets rained down. Some had their necks blown away, others had massive holes in their heads. Blood flowed like water. Moments ago, they were men—now, they were nothing but scattered flesh.
Afterward, LL lifted his blood-soaked sword and drove it straight into the leader’s severed head.
The thick, dripping blood turned the leader’s forehead crimson. This scene was the perfect reflection of LL’s brutality, his cruelty, his psychopathic nature.
Without a hint of emotion, LL looked at Leo and said in a cold voice—
"You know what to do next, don’t you?"
Leo bowed his head and responded, "Yes, Lord."
Without another word, LL walked toward his car. As soon as he got into the back seat, all the black vehicles disappeared into the darkness.
Next Morning - Mumbai
"SINGH MANSION"—a palace-like home, dazzling with wedding preparations.
The entire mansion was decorated with white roses and colorful lights. From the outside, it looked like a royal palace. Inside, there was an atmosphere of joy—people running around, excitement in every corner.
A woman was assigning tasks when she angrily said,
"Sunita! Rosie! Where do both of you disappear whenever there’s work?"
After a few moments, both girls came running.
"Yes, Big Madam, you called?"
Big Madam glared at them angrily,
"Where were you? Every time there’s important work, you both vanish! Tell me, what were you doing?"
Frightened, Sunita and Rosie replied,
"Big Madam, we were in the kitchen. Rajiv Kaka called us for work."
Big Madam climbed the stairs, grumbling,
"That girl is still sleeping! Her wedding is tomorrow, but the princess has no concern! Today, she needs to be scolded properly!"
STUDY ROOM - THIRD FLOOR OF THE MANSION An elderly man, around 80 years old, sat in a full-neck royal gray suit. A gold and diamond brooch sparkled on his pocket. He wore golden-framed glasses, leather shoes on his feet, and held a lion-shaped gold and diamond-studded cane in his hand.
He was glaring angrily at the two boys standing in front of him.
One of the boys spoke, "Dadu! Why are you letting this wedding happen? You know that the man our sister is getting married to can barely walk properly! He has such a huge company, yet all he does is paint day and night! And we don't even like his family. Knowing all this, you still want to send her there? Our sister lives like a princess here, but over there, she will just be a 'caretaker'!"
Dadu raised his voice in anger— "This wedding will happen at any cost! And this is my final decision!"
The two boys looked at each other and realized that arguing with Dadu was pointless.
Then, Dadu said, "Alright, today I will ask her in front of everyone. If she wants to get married, then fine. Otherwise..."
Hearing this, the boys' faces lit up with a big smile.
"Alright, Dadu!"
As soon as they left, a mysterious smile appeared on Dadu's face.
She knocked on the door.
No answer.
She knocked again, but before she could knock a third time, the door slowly creaked open from inside.
Puzzled, she smiled and stepped inside.
"Why is my little devil still sleeping so late today?"
But as she lifted the blanket, she froze in shock.
"Where has this girl gone?!"
Her eyes darted toward the balcony. She heard faint noises.
As she peeked down from the balcony, her eyes widened in horror, and a sharp scream escaped her lips!
What did she see…?
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