Judul: "DEATH MORTGAGE: The Hunter's Liquidation"
Han Jihan, a bottom-tier Porter left for dead in a dungeon, survives by signing
a "god-tier" contract with the mysterious Death Bank. Instead of mana, his
powers cost lifespan and physical health, inflicting agonizing penalties like
memory loss and organ failure. Guided by Luna, an Auditor who becomes his moral
anchor, Jihan rises as the famous "Miracle Hunter."
The triumph is short-lived. When Jihan finally clears his sister’s medical debt,
the Bank cruelly seizes Luna as a "late fee." To save her, Jihan is forced to
become a Reaper, hunting innocent Hunters to pay off the interest. From this
rock bottom, Jihan orchestrates a brilliant rebellion. Using his Reaper
authority, he gathers "Glitch Essence" to trigger a dimensional inflation,
aiming to collapse the Death Bank’s economy from the inside out.
As the Bank begins "liquidating" Earth, a physically decaying Jihan turns
against the Director. Despite his hair turning white and his heart failing, he
dismantles the system’s servers during an apocalyptic invasion. At the peak of
the collapse, the system issues one final notification: his life debt has been
replaced with an infinite bonus balance.
Death Mortgage is a gritty, dark-comedy action story about a man sacrificing his
humanity to destroy a cosmic corporate tyranny.
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Chapter: Chapter 11: A Fortunate Misunderstanding and the Shadow of DeathThe muzzle of the semi-automatic pistol in Luna's hand swept across the burning room.The barrel passed over pools of thick blood, over Bravo's corpse with its caved-in skull, then down to Charlie's corpse with its torn tendon, and finally stopped on Alpha's corpse with a poisoned knife sticking out of its jaw. The smell of roasted flesh, stale blood, and cheap burning carpet immediately hit Luna's senses.Her eyes behind the thin-framed glasses widened. Her auditor's instincts tried to detect any traces of mana fluctuation, magic explosions, or residual demonic energy. But the tracking device on her tactical vest didn't even flicker.Three elite assassins were killed by pure physical violence. With an oxygen tank, broken glass, and a strangling cable.Luna swung her pistol, locking her sights directly on Han Jihan, who was collapsed in the corner of the room. The young man was huddled on the ash-covered marble floor, both hands covering his mouth, his eyes wide with panic."Jihan!" L
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Chapter: Chapter 10: An Unsecured Micro-Loan From The Devil's SystemThe heat in the corner of VVIP room 402 had surpassed the limits of human skin tolerance. The burning Persian rug released a thick, black smoke that smelled of synthetic chemicals, choking Jihan's lungs every time he tried to breathe. The storm raging through the shattered window did nothing to help extinguish the fire. In fact, the night wind acted like a giant fan, fanning the flames even more fiercely as they licked at the ceiling.Jihan leaned against the concrete wall, which was starting to feel like it was cooking his back. His right leg was bent at a disgusting, broken angle at the knee. Fresh blood continued to trickle from his temple, mixing with the black soot that covered half his face.In front of him, less than twelve feet away, Alpha stood blocking the only path to the exit.The assassin laughed cynically. His right hand glowed a bright orange again, gathering oxygen to form a second fireball. The flames reflected in Alpha's eyes, which were filled with the arrogance of
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Chapter: Chapter 9: A Cripple's DanceTen minutes before the steel swing that cracked a skull.The numbness that had imprisoned Jihan's body began to fade, replaced by the sensation of a thousand invisible needles stabbing every one of his muscle tissues. The pins and needles were agonizing, spreading from his groin to the tips of his toes.Jihan lay on the bed. A nurse had moved him from the floor a few hours ago, injecting him with a sedative that, unfortunately, had no effect because his metabolism had already been wrecked by the Death Bank. He wasn't asleep. He was just closing his eyes, focusing all his remaining energy just to move his little finger.Scrape.Jihan's ears caught a very soft scraping sound from the corridor outside his room.The sound was almost drowned out by the raging storm outside the window. However, the street instincts he had honed over years as a porter reacted automatically. Jihan knew exactly what the soles of a hurried nurse's shoes sounded like, and that sound didn't belong to a nurse. Tho
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Chapter: Chapter 8: The Cornered RatsCRASH!A bottle of imported whiskey worth tens of millions shattered against the marble wall of the luxurious penthouse. The amber liquid, reeking of strong alcohol, splashed everywhere, staining the white Persian rug beneath it.Bagas stood in the middle of the room, his chest heaving violently. He was breathing like a mad bull. His golden silk shirt was badly wrinkled, its collar torn from his own frantic pulling.In the corner of the room, Siska cowered on the sofa, hugging her trembling knees. Her mascara was running, mixing with her tears and ruining her beautiful face."Babe… stop…" Siska whimpered hoarsely. "Our careers… what are we going to do? The hashtags on social media are all attacking us. If the ethics committee tomorrow—""SHUT UP, YOU WHORE!" Bagas roared, turning to point a trembling finger at Siska's face. His eyes were red and wild, filled with stress-induced veins that looked ready to pop. "If you hadn't been so busy whining about your dirty fake nails in the dunge
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Chapter: Chapter 7: Luna, the Ice-Hearted AuditorThe tip of the black stiletto stopped just an inch from Jihan's nose.Jihan was still sprawled on his side on the marble floor. His cheek was pressed against the pool of his own black blood. He couldn't move his neck, only his eyes could roll upward, tracing a pair of long legs clad in black trousers, up to a dark gray blazer that was ironed without a single crease.The woman crouched down slowly. The cold scent of musk and peppermint perfume instantly chased away the foul, sulfurous smell of Jihan's blood.The woman's face was expressionless. Her skin was pale, her jaw was firm, and her straight black hair was tied back in a neat ponytail. There was no panic or disgust in her eyes as she looked at Jihan, who was covered in thick blood like a walking corpse. Her sharp eyes, behind thin-framed glasses, studied him as if he were an insect trapped on a dissection table."I am the Assistant Head of the Central Hunter Association's Audit Department, Luna," the woman said. Her voice was as
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Chapter: Chapter 6: The First BillThe first thing that hit Jihan's nose was the smell of expensive antiseptic mixed with lavender.His eyelids felt glued shut. It took a serious effort just to pry them open. The white light from the fluorescent lamp above stung his eyes, but slowly, his vision began to focus. Jihan was no longer on the cold asphalt, covered in his own black blood. He was sinking into an incredibly soft orthopedic mattress layered with white silk sheets.Twenty-four hours had passed since the incident in the Crying Cave courtyard.Jihan turned his head slowly. The hum of the air conditioner was steady. An IV tube fed a clear fluid directly into a vein on the back of his left hand. The room was insanely luxurious. A hundred-inch flat-screen TV was mounted on the wall, a genuine leather sofa sat in the corner, and a giant glass window revealed the Jakarta skyline.This wasn't the third-class ward where his sister, Dian, was being treated. This was a VVIP room where a single night's stay could cost a port
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