Maxus had been called many things.The Soultaker, the guardian of Singapore. The man who overthrew the Blood Lion and his armies. The man who massacred the invading forces of the Revenant, killer of the Asia's most infamous assassins, defeater of the Red Scorpion and now more recently, the demon rampaging across the criminal world of Southeast Asia.All of the corpses surrounding him, the fists and blades blasting at him, the bullets whizzing right past him or striking his Kevlar sewn jacket and armor. Fighting to him now was nothing more than second instinct, it was almost like he could predict the future, reading through enemy strikes like an open book and countering even before they finished launching their attacks. "It's him! Run!""Run?! We cannot lose this place! We have to fight back!"18 whole criminal organizations have fallen since the day he left Singapore. Hundreds of the people who have fallen victim to him, in jail or morgues. The rumors and stories of the Soultaker has

The PenjagaThis wasn't the first time Maxus had stepped foot in a luxurious estate. Nevertheless, he always found such places too surreal for him, admiring every last detail of the two story bungalow like house he had stepped into. The house reminded him of a villa, smooth bamboo, grey marble tiles and beige wood made up the majority of the materials in the house, providing a simple and cozy atmosphere.The main entrance led to a wide open concept living room that faced the seaside, allowing the cool breeze of the ocean to reach the living space, accompanied by the natural warm lighting of the environment. At the very center of the room, a large dark oak wooden table stood as Maxus took a seat, still admiring the many details the house boasted."I know it's pointless to say this but...out of courtesy, do make yourself at home." Dante tells him, sitting opposite him by the main dining table, placing his feet on the top of the table and munching down on raw olives. He was completely r

You're not indestructible.Your Kevlar laced clothes and armor can only protect you so much from the bullets and damage you constantly run into but at the end of the day, you're just somebody who doesn't know when to give up, somebody who cares more about punishing and saving rather than preserving your own life. Call it foolishness or bravery, you and I both know that is the truth. That's who you are... Maxus Tan. Who told me this...?Maxus could only spare a moment to remember those words as he was now sent flying across the air at uncontrollable speeds, smashing back first into the side of a parked van, shattering the glass and denting the metal doors of the vehicle. "Ugh..." Maxus could barely get back up when the cold metallic fingers of the Puppet Man grabbed him by the collar, tossing him into the air yet again.You cannot die. Not now.Maxus forced his eyes to stay open, deploying his chained blades which shot through to the roof of the police station, propelling him away fro

Bus trip time!Maxus and his friends! Maxus could feel the part of him that never grew up feeling slightly excited for what he was about to experience. Maxus had rarely experienced any form of travel nor luxury and now, he found himself awaiting in queue to board a 5 star luxury overnight bus, paid fully for by Siu."What do you mean charge my phone?" Maxus couldn't understand the features the bus offered."There's an in built charger on every seat." Dante explains."That's not possible.""Why not?"Gan sat beside Siu who were both in front of himself and Dante who was trying to hold back his laughter, watching Siu roll her eyes irritably as the gigantic Gan snored loudly in his sleep. "Aren't you pretty good at meditating?" Dante teased Siu while Maxus still inspected the bus seat's charging plug, still impressed in awe by the comfort and convenience the bus possessed."Meditating does not turn off my ears." Siu complained, grabbing her earpiece and turning up the volume of her musi