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Hell's Kitchen

Meet Chef Victor Delacroix, a culinary genius with a chilling secret! By night, he was known as "The Butcher", a ruthless serial killer and assassin wielding a blood-stained meat cleaver. His grotesque talent? He gains the abilities and attributes of whatever – or whomever – he eats. This macabre skill set made him one of the most feared figures in the criminal underworld. Fed up with his gruesome life of crime, Victor decides to vanish from the radar and start fresh. He moves to the capital and opens an exclusive restaurant called "Hell's Kitchen." His dishes are unparalleled, attracting an elite clientele: the wealthy, the corrupt, and the morally bankrupt, each harboring their own dark tastes... In Hell's Kitchen, every dish tells a story, and every meal is an experience - often literally a slice of life. Yet, his patrons are blissfully unaware of Victor’s true identity as The Butcher, concealed behind the charming facade of a master chef. As Victor tries to carve out a new existence, the ghosts of his past start to close in. Sinister patrons with dangerous appetites, old enemies seeking revenge, and the lure of his own monstrous cravings threaten to drag him back into the abyss. The line between his dual lives blurs, and each night becomes a battle to keep his sinister nature at bay. "Hell's Kitchen" is a twisted tale of redemption and temptation, where humanity and monstrosity collide. In a world where darkness is served on a silver platter, can Victor ever truly escape his blood-soaked past, or will the shadows consume him once again?

deadmandreaming · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
90 Chs

Alibi

Joahna Moriarty sat in the polished office of the Royal Police, facing Commissioner Stanley Hopkins across his massive oak desk. The room was filled with the faint smell of tobacco and the weight of countless cases solved and unsolved. Hopkins, a burly man with a no-nonsense demeanor, leaned back in his chair, studying her with a keen eye.

"Alright, Detective Moriarty," Hopkins began, lighting a cigar. "Tell me everything about your encounter with The Butcher."

Joahna took a deep breath, her mind replaying the harrowing events of the previous night. "I was walking home after visiting Hell's Kitchen. The streets were quiet, and then he appeared. The Butcher, in all his terrifying glory. He lunged at me with that red cleaver of his. We fought, and I managed to hold my ground, but it was clear he had the upper hand. That's when Victor Delacroix showed up and saved me."