Chapter 56: The Case Study on the Genocide Trio
The dimly lit room echoed with the subtle rustle of paper as the Kurushimi brothers sat around a table, their eyes scanning the thick files in front of them. The room was quiet, save for the occasional creak of a chair or the soft sighs of the men as they processed the information. Krishna’s arm, heavily bandaged in a thick cast, rested on the table, the weight of his past battles still visible in the form of deep bruises and scars. His usually intense gaze flickered across the pages, his thoughts consumed by the monstrous legacy of the Genocide Trio.
Martin, the eldest, was silent as ever, his sharp eyes skimming through the documents with precision. His face was an unreadable mask, betraying none of the emotion that might have welled up inside him. His mind was always calculating, always thinking ahead. Temna, his younger brother, sat beside him, a faint furrow in his brow as he absorbed the information. Takashi, the youngest, slouched in his chair, a slight sneer on his lips as he read the file with clear distaste. But it was Krishna who was most affected—his grip on the paper tightening as he read.
The trio—Toya Kurai, Doku, and Aliyah—were not just killers. They were the embodiment of terror, each one leaving a unique and horrifying mark on history. And now, it seemed, Dr. Machinist was intent on bringing them back.
Krishna’s hand tightened around the file in frustration. His voice, rough with emotion, broke the silence.
“Bring them back…? Using other people and augmentations?” Krishna’s words were barely a whisper, as if the idea itself disgusted him. “This—this is madness.”
Martin, his face expressionless, closed his file with a slow, deliberate motion. “It would fit with what we know about Dr. Machinist. The man is obsessed with pushing the limits of human potential, turning weaknesses into weapons. If he can bring back the Genocide Trio, he will.”
Temna, his usually quiet demeanor broken by a rare burst of passion, spoke up. “I’ve been thinking about this... and it fits. Dr. Machinist has always had a taste for resurrection. Using augmentations, cybernetics, or—hell, maybe even genetic manipulation—he could bring them back, but stronger. He'd use other people’s bodies to recreate them, push them beyond their original limits. Toya’s sadistic nature, Doku’s poisons, Aliyah’s explosions... they’d all be even more terrifying with the kind of technology he has at his disposal.”
Krishna looked at Temna, his mind racing as he processed the theory. The notion made sense. Dr. Machinist didn’t just bring people back—he made them better, more dangerous. And if he had the Genocide Trio at his disposal, no one would be safe. Krishna shifted in his seat, his injured arm a constant reminder of the consequences of underestimating a threat.
"Temna’s theory checks out," Takashi said with a cocky grin, rolling the file between his hands. "That bastard would love to make those three a reality again. But now he’d have access to all kinds of high-tech ways to augment them, make them into monsters that can’t be stopped. Just like he did with Anna."
Krishna's eyes darkened at the mention of Anna, but he quickly pushed the thought aside. "If Dr. Machinist does bring them back… then we have to stop him. We can’t let him unleash that kind of chaos on the world again. Not after everything they’ve done."
The files before them painted a terrifying picture of the Genocide Trio.
Toya Kurai, with his sadistic need for control, had tormented and manipulated countless victims, often targeting the most vulnerable—women, children, families. His trademark was poison and explosive traps, designed to bring slow, agonizing death to his prey. His backstory of being bullied and ostracized had only fueled his thirst for power, using violence as a means to assert dominance. He had tortured for pleasure, reveling in his ability to control and destroy.
Doku, the calculating poison master, had left his victims unaware of their fate until it was far too late. His poisons were designed to be silent, efficient killers. Entire communities had fallen victim to his methods—death came without warning, without a trace. His cold, emotionless approach to murder had earned him a place among the most elusive and feared figures of the Tori no Ichizoku clan.
And then there was Aliyah, the explosives expert. She was a woman of passion and calculation, a master of destruction. Her bombs had decimated cities, leaving ruins and death in her wake. The sheer power of her explosives made her an unstoppable force, one that brought mass devastation with ruthless efficiency.
Together, they had formed the most devastating trio in history, their crimes leaving entire towns in flames or poisoned beyond recovery. But what made them truly horrifying was the psychological devastation they caused—each of them had found ways to break their victims before delivering the fatal blow.
As Krishna read through the final pages, a heavy silence fell over the room. The brothers knew what they had to do. They couldn’t let the past repeat itself.
Krishna, his jaw set in determination, stood up abruptly, his cast making his movements slower than usual. “We stop them before they’re even a threat. If Dr. Machinist tries to bring them back, we’ll make sure they stay buried—permanently.”
Martin gave a slight nod, his usual calm unshaken. “Agreed. We’ll need to track Machinist down and neutralize any attempts to resurrect them.”
Temna’s eyes narrowed. “We’ll need to move quickly. Once those three are back, nothing will stand in our way.”
Takashi, his smirk fading into a more serious expression, tossed the file aside. “Then we get to work.”
The weight of the task ahead was heavy, but the Kurushimi brothers had faced impossible odds before. They knew the road to stopping the Genocide Trio would be a brutal one, but they were ready to do whatever it took. Even if it meant fighting against one of the most dangerous men alive—Dr. Machinist.
Krishna’s eyes burned with a mix of fury and resolve as he glanced at his brothers. “Let’s end this before it even begins.”
Case File
Name: Nikolai Mikhailov
Code Name: Dr. Machinist
Age: 44
Personality:
Dr. Machinist is a man of contradictions. His intelligence and scientific drive mask an unspeakable darkness that overshadows any remnants of humanity. While his actions are undeniably monstrous, there’s an unsettling calmness to his demeanor, as if he believes his work is justified. Driven by an obsession with transcending the frailties of the human body, he views suffering as a necessary tool for "progress" in his quest for technological perfection. His empathy, though twisted, differentiates him from a pure sociopath—he can form connections, but they are driven by his vision of a world where science and technology reign supreme. He is manipulative, calculating, and capable of blending into any environment, making him even more dangerous than a simple brute. Despite his lack of narcissism, he is deeply Machiavellian, willing to sacrifice anyone for his greater goal, including his own life.
----------------------------------------
Crimes:
1. Tortured and Killed Over 225 Victims: This includes 100 children and 125 adults, all subjected to unspeakable horrors at the hands of Dr. Machinist, whose fascination with suffering pushed him to inflict fatal pain on his victims before ending their lives.
Stolen story; please report.
2. Performed Horrific Experiments on Children: The children were used as test subjects in grotesque, fatal battles against mechanical warriors, often resulting in their gruesome deaths. These experiments served only to fuel his obsession with combining humanity and machinery in perverse ways.
3. Implanted Children’s Consciousness into Machines: After killing these children, Dr. Machinist would transfer their minds into cold, emotionless machines, effectively trapping their consciousness within these mechanical shells, leaving them to exist in torment.
4. Slaughtered Over 100 Children: These children were used for his increasingly brutal and twisted experiments, their deaths serving as the foundation for his horrifying mechanical creations. Their bodies were dissected, experimented on, and their spirits subjected to his mechanical hell.
5. Murdered 125 Adults: These adults were also used for more advanced experiments, their bodies turned into the foundation for creating ever-more lethal and efficient machines. Some were kept alive for prolonged periods, tortured beyond belief, while others were used for biomechanical experiments to augment their physical and mental limits.
6. Engaged in Raids with the Tori no Ichizoku Clan: Dr. Machinist participated in and orchestrated violent campaigns of murder, genocide, and sexual violence, often targeting villages, families, and entire communities to further the Tori no Ichizoku's bloodlust. His role in these raids was integral, using both his intelligence and ruthlessness to further the clan's atrocities.
7. Committed Mass Murder: He was responsible for thousands of deaths, either by direct executions, torture, and experimentation or indirectly through the orchestrated genocidal raids with the Tori no Ichizoku. His cruelty knew no bounds as he wiped out entire populations in pursuit of his dark goals.
8. Raped 500 Women: As part of the Tori no Ichizoku’s brutal campaigns, Dr. Machinist engaged in mass sexual violence, assaulting and raping hundreds of women. These women were often tortured before, during, and after the assault, as he used their suffering to further his warped sense of control and domination.
9. Led Genocidal Campaigns: As a high-ranking member of the Tori no Ichizoku, Dr. Machinist orchestrated the massacres of countless innocent lives, masterminding large-scale raids that resulted in the deaths of thousands, fueling his experiments with both human and machine corpses.
10. Designed and Used Grotesque Torture Devices: Dr. Machinist created demented machines of torture, including the Expansion Wall (which tears limbs apart), the Death Vice (designed to crush limbs and mutilate victims), and the Disjawment Mask (a device that distorts and crushes the face). These devices were used to prolong pain and suffering, serving as tools of terror.
11. Performed Chemical and Biomechanical Experimentation: Dr. Machinist tested toxic chemicals and biomechanical implants on his victims to prolong their suffering and transform them into near-immortal entities, existing only in agony. These experiments were done without consent and left many victims permanently altered, either physically or mentally.
12. Transformed His Body into a Machine: Seeking immortality and greater power, Dr. Machinist replaced 80% of his body with mechanical parts, transforming himself into a vessel for destruction, capable of withstanding greater amounts of torture and pain. His new form granted him the ability to perform his cruel experiments with precision and efficiency.
13. Used His New Mechanical Body to Commit Further Acts of Torture: His augmented form allowed him to conduct his experiments with far greater accuracy, utilizing his newfound strength to subdue victims and experiment on them with terrifying precision.
14. Created and Tested Unholy Methods of Achieving Immortality: Dr. Machinist believed that prolonging human suffering was the key to immortality, and he sought to perfect methods of turning his victims into unfeeling, immortal machines, keeping them alive only in agony. He viewed death as a failure, believing that eternal torment was the only true path to power.
15. Tortured Living and Dead Bodies After Raids: Following the Tori no Ichizoku's raids, Dr. Machinist would often return to the scene of the massacre, performing unspeakable acts on both the dead and the surviving victims. He would dismember bodies, test his machines on the living, and perform horrific post-mortem experiments, treating both the living and the dead as mere tools for his scientific and sadistic pursuits.
----------------------------------------
Legacy:
Dr. Machinist’s legacy is one of terror, technological innovation, and unspeakable cruelty. He redefined what it meant to be a "monster," fusing human and machine in the most grotesque ways possible. His name became synonymous with pain, suffering, and scientific hubris, a warning to those who dare to tamper with the boundaries of life and death. He left behind a world irrevocably scarred by his creations and his philosophy that life’s ultimate purpose was to transcend the human body’s limitations. His work on combining human consciousness with machines has set a terrifying precedent for future generations, ensuring that his influence will never truly die. Despite his death, the machines he left behind continue to haunt those who dare to investigate his legacy, and there are whispers that parts of his consciousness may still be alive within them.
Martin Kurushimi's Reaction:
Martin sat back, eyes scanning the page with a cold, methodical focus. His mind processed the details with unsettling calmness. 225 victims. Over 100 children. His lips barely moved as he spoke, the weight of the file not affecting his composure.
"He isn't just a criminal... He’s a force of nature. A mind that twists suffering into science. Torture was a tool, not an afterthought for him. To him, human life... and death... were nothing more than experiments. He didn't just kill; he turned people into something else entirely."
He leaned forward, the silence in the room thick as he continued.
"He’s more dangerous than any man we’ve hunted. At least the others we killed had some understanding of their actions—this man... he was beyond that. He weaponized despair, trapped consciousness in metal and machines. He wasn’t just torturing bodies, he was attacking the very soul of humanity."
He paused, voice quiet yet firm.
"He has no respect for life... and that makes him the worst kind of monster."
----------------------------------------
Krishna Kurushimi's Reaction:
Krishna threw the file down onto the table, his fists clenched tightly. His eyes burned with fury, his chaotic energy seeping into the room.
“Motherfucker... This isn’t just about money anymore. This isn’t some run-of-the-mill criminal we can take out and move on with our lives. This man... He created hell on Earth and forced innocent people to suffer for his perverse vision."
He slammed his fist on the table, causing the papers to shift slightly.
“Children. He did that to children. I’ve killed my fair share of monsters, but this guy... He treated them like cattle. Like they were nothing. To implant their consciousness into machines... That’s not science. That’s a twisted fucking nightmare.”
Krishna stood up, his body radiating raw, violent energy.
“We don’t just kill him—we erase him. He doesn’t deserve the mercy of death. We need to make him understand the agony he inflicted on others. He needs to feel every ounce of the pain he caused. And I’ll make sure that happens.”
----------------------------------------
Temna Kurushimi's Reaction:
Temna's expression remained as calm as ever, but there was a certain edge to his usual stoic demeanor. His eyes narrowed slightly as he read through the file, each word seeming to deepen his quiet rage. He put the file down slowly, not saying a word at first, his thoughts weighing heavily on him.
“People like him... they think they can transcend death. They think they can play god. But he didn’t just take lives. He took their very essence. He created something worse than death itself—a living hell that kept them trapped inside machines.”
His fingers curled into fists, but he didn’t show the anger on his face. Instead, there was a quiet understanding that made his words all the more chilling.
"I've been in situations where I had to do terrible things, but this? This... this is something else. It's like hunting a shadow that doesn’t die. How do you kill something that’s already beyond human? How do you face someone who turns everything you know about life and death on its head?"
Temna’s tone dropped, barely audible, yet his words carried the weight of someone who had faced true darkness.
“We won’t just kill him. We’ll end it. Completely.”
----------------------------------------
Takashi Kurushimi's Reaction:
Takashi was pacing back and forth, clearly agitated as he flipped through the pages of the file. His cocky smirk had long faded, replaced by a scowl of disbelief. He stopped abruptly and leaned against a wall, looking at his brothers with a mix of disbelief and unease.
"Jesus Christ. This guy made us look like amateurs. I mean, we’ve killed some messed-up people in our time, but this guy? He’s not just some sadistic killer—he’s a goddamn monster in human skin."
He scoffed, running a hand through his messy hair.
"Turning kids into machines... What the hell kind of sicko thinks like that? And the fact he saw all that as ‘progress’? This... this goes beyond anything we’ve dealt with. And that Tori no Ichizoku clan... He was a part of that bloodbath. Goddamn it, I can’t even wrap my head around it."
He pushed himself off the wall and stood tall, his usual cockiness replaced by something darker.
"That’s not a man we hunt. That’s a monster we eradicate. And I’m going to make sure no one ever forgets that he existed."