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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 · Fantaisie
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90 Chs

Surprise Visit

The sun had just dipped below the horizon as Evelyn slipped through the doors of Hell's Kitchen, her mind still racing from the encounter. The familiar, comforting scents of the restaurant filled her senses, but she couldn't shake the feeling of unease. She needed to warn the others.

Victor and the rest of the team were gathered in the kitchen, discussing the evening's menu. Nyssa was chopping vegetables with her usual precision, while Elise and Lyra were prepping ingredients for the night's dishes. Lucien, looking slightly better but still worn from his recent injuries, was overseeing everything with a critical eye.

Evelyn cleared her throat, drawing their attention. "We need to talk," she said, her voice steady but urgent.

Victor looked up, his expression serious. "What's wrong, Evelyn?"

She took a deep breath, her hand instinctively moving to the knife at her waist. "I was being followed today. Someone was watching me."