AU: Where Gihun has a personality disorder: his second personality, Ray the Butcher
Everything happened too fast when he finally decided to start the uprising. Maybe the death of Jung-bae had been the breaking point, but the true wound was Young-il’s loss. That man had rooted himself too deeply in his heart. Young-il had been his anchor, quiet, steady, simply there. With him, even the darkness felt softer.
“Gi-hun-ssi, I’m sorry.”
Young-il
Gi-hun tried to hold on. He tried. But it was over. Everything was over.
He stared into the void. The air refused to fill his lungs. He wanted to scream, but his throat was frozen. Everything drifted away — people, cries, walls, the pink soldiers, the Front Man. He could see them, but he couldn’t feel them.
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Then something clicked inside him. The world shifted color. The air grew thicker, warmer. In his chest, no pain, only a deep, steady pulse.
The tears dried, leaving a smile behind.
Calm. Cold.
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He raised his head. Power filled every movement now. Detachment filled every breath. Everything that once hurt melted away, as if it had never existed.
They love games.
Games without rules.
But he knows better.
And he will teach them.
Games come in many forms.
This one will be the last.
Bloody.
Without mercy.
Ray’s hunt had begun.
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