Since the dawn of time, killing has existed… in all its twisted forms.
Killings for pleasure. For lust.
Killings for money — cold transactions, devoid of any emotion.
But when a killer murders another killer…
Is that justice?
A deeper thrill?
Or just an endless cycle of blood?
The answer… is horror.
A thing that cannot be justified — only carried out.
A gunshot tears through the silence.
A man with a shotgun storms the room like a merciless storm.
One blast — his enemy's hand explodes into pulp.
A choked scream.
A second shot drops him like a worthless carcass.
Moments later, another appears…
Wielding an assault rifle, spraying bullets in every direction.
Walls are splattered with blood,
the air thick with gunpowder and screams.
In this hell, chaos drowns every other sound.
But from afar…
a sniper scope moves calmly amidst the madness.
M24. Two precise shots:
The first head vanishes. The second body drops, faceless.
A distorted voice crackles through the comms:
"Mission complete… in under an hour."
A moment of silence.
Then—
A cannon blast erupts where the sniper had been.
His body disintegrates. Shreds of flesh float in smoke.
No screams. No resistance. Just the silent detonation of pride… and blood.
As I said…
When killers kill killers,
no one wins.
It just becomes… horrific.
Three months ago:
It started like a routine job.
A small group of paid mercenaries, sent to eliminate a target in a borderland where law holds no power.
But the target… wasn't ordinary.
He was called "The Sheikh."
A man with no known face, no digital footprint.
He existed only in shadows.
Whispers of his name sent killers into silence.
He wasn't just a criminal —
He was the architect.
The one who buys assassins… and sells death.
Someone unknown paid for his elimination.
And since no one had survived an attempt on "The Sheikh" before,
they sent the best.
"The Three":
A sniper.
A breach specialist.
An explosives expert.
At first, they thought it would be over in minutes.
But they didn't know…
they weren't the only ones.
Another team had been sent — same skills, same mission, different agenda.
That night,
it wasn't "The Sheikh" who lost.
Everyone did.
Gunfire turned the area into a miniature warzone.
Friends turned to killers.
Killers became corpses.
And in the midst of it all…
Only one thing was stolen from The Sheikh's hideout before he vanished completely:
A hard drive.
At first, it seemed unimportant.
But the data inside?
Names. Accounts. Locations. Deal secrets. And maybe—
The reason behind all the madness.
Since that night…
the real nightmare began.
And now,
in a time where justice and mercy no longer mean anything,
only one question remains:
Who holds the truth?
And who's willing to kill everyone to protect it?