This man had a thing for creating "arty corpses. " Gait of a soldier, calmness of a saint yet temperament of a depraved, he should have been caged. Even the strongest of the alloys would have degraded on his mere sinister glance, carving a path for him to walk free.  Yet here he was-- a wandering predator in the light of the day.  He soon qualified for bondage by special means. A system created to conscript the prodigies of wickedness, took notice of him.  No matter how unwilling, he was under those watchful eyes.  But the truth was, he was still above their rules, untamed and unbroken.  He began hunting those within the system itself. He became something greater- a favoured entity, a popular character among many. A gap was then created even among those in the system, forging a competitive spirit.  But should they dare to risk it all, no matter how fascinating he seemed?  None survived to provide feedback on their experience yet the boss let it slide-- for now.  This man was indeed special, the boss personally checked him and speculated that there must be a rolling key. The two men gambled with more than just their lives.  Patience might be the only thing that saves you, dear reader......because once you step into his world, escape is no longer an option.  * WARNING: gore content The story is unpredictable and contains vague instances especially in the initial chapters which might take few chapters to establish the connections. Updates will be irregular. Romance between them will emerge gradually in the story. Apologies.*