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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 · 奇幻
分數不夠
90 Chs

Steven's Plan

Gabriel Thorn sat alone in a dimly lit room, nursing a glass of whiskey. The air was thick with the scent of alcohol and his simmering rage. Selene had cut contact, Steven had disappeared, and he had been stonewalled by the Crimson Veil. His plans were unraveling, and he was left cursing his allies, his enemies, and especially Lucien.

"Damn them all," he muttered, taking a long, bitter sip. "Damn Victor, damn Lucien, and damn the Crimson Veil for their cowardice."

He slammed the glass down on the table, the sound echoing through the empty room. His mind raced with thoughts of revenge and frustration. He had meticulously planned every move, every step to bring Victor and Lucien to their knees, yet it seemed fate was conspiring against him.

"Lucien," he spat, his eyes narrowing. "Someone who never appreciated me, never saw what I could do. And now, he's working with Victor, making a mockery of everything."