All Chapters of The Butcher’s System: From Meat Shop to Underworld Overlord: Chapter 21
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The Butcher Hunts
The city had always belonged to predators—wolves, vultures, men who thrived in blood and fear. But that night, something changed. The air itself seemed to shift, thick with tension. The butcher was no longer prey.He had become the hunter.Leon stood over the map spread across his worktable. Pins and strings connected warehouses, docks, and alleys—every corner where Hector’s influence still reached. His eyes were cold, precise, the same look he wore when choosing which cut of meat to slice first.Three days. That was what the System had given him.He didn’t plan to need all three.Quest: Butcher’s Wrath – Active. Timer: 71:08:42.Objective: Eliminate the Raven.System Tip: Predator can be baited through controlled bloodshed. Create a trap.Leon’s mouth twisted into something between a smile and a snarl. “Controlled bloodshed? That I can do.”He turned to his remaining men—those who hadn’t fled when fear took hold. Five stood before him, silent, hardened, the last remnants of what used t
Blood Scent
The city never slept, but Leon did not walk among the living. He walked through shadows, hunting what others only whispered about. The docks still smoldered behind him, a grim monument to the battle fought and survived. The black feather, charred and half-burned, was clenched in his fist. It was a calling card, a warning—and a promise.The System pulsed faintly at the edge of his vision, a heartbeat against his own.New Skill Unlocked: Blood Scent. Detect enemies by blood trail within 2 km radius. Duration: 24 hours. Objective: Track the Raven. Warning: Predator Skill Detected. Caution advised.Leon exhaled slowly. He had never hunted a man like this. Every opponent he had faced until now had been straightforward—wolves, thugs, gangsters. Raven was different. He moved like wind, struck like lightning, and vanished like smoke.And now, Leon would turn that same precision against him.The alleyways smelled of rot and oil, the faint tang of decay mixing with the urban stench of garbage a
The Raven Strikes Back
The city seemed quieter now, but it was an illusion. Shadows moved like living things, alleys whispered of unseen danger, and every corner held the potential for death. Leon’s butcher shop had become both sanctuary and war room. Maps were strewn across tables, pins marking recent attacks, and the System pulsed faintly in his vision, reminding him of the relentless countdown.Quest: Hunt the Raven – Ongoing. Timer: 48:22:10 Remaining. Blood Scent Skill: Active. Warning: Enemy Counter-Strategy Detected.Leon sat cross-legged on the floor, cleaver resting across his knees. His face was bloodied from previous encounters, muscles still aching, but his mind was clear. He had survived Raven’s attacks, used the Blood Scent skill to track him, and even wounded the elusive predator. Yet, Leon knew he had underestimated the cunning of Hector’s enforcer.The first sign came subtly.Reports arrived over the day—his remaining men disappeared one by one. Not killed, but taken. Their bodies were late
The Raven Strikes Back
The city never truly slept. Its alleys breathed, its shadows whispered, and every dimly lit street was a stage for predators to hunt prey. Leon had walked these streets as a butcher, a predator among predators, but tonight, the hunter was being hunted.He paced the butcher shop, the cleaver across his knees, maps sprawled on the table, pins marking recent attacks. Each mark was a reminder of Raven’s reach, a predator who seemed to anticipate every move. Leon’s muscles ached from previous encounters, but his mind was razor-sharp. He had survived, adapted, and grown stronger. Yet he knew this fight was no longer about strength alone. Strategy, patience, and cunning would decide who walked away tonight.System Alert: Predator Counter-Strategy Detected. Blood Scent Active. Timer: 46:18:22 Remaining. Warning: Next Engagement – High Risk.Leon clenched his fist, the iron cold against his palm. “You think you can outsmart me,” he murmured. “We’ll see who survives tonight.”By dusk, the city’
City of Shadows
The city sprawled beneath Leon like a labyrinth of steel and shadow. Neon lights flickered over wet streets, alleys twisted like veins, and every corner hid potential death. Tonight, Leon wasn’t a butcher in a shop. He was a predator unleashed, moving through the arteries of the underworld, tracking the Raven with every ounce of his being.The Blood Scent pulsed at the edge of his vision, guiding him, teasing him, whispering of the predator’s trail. Each heartbeat, each faint smell of blood, led him deeper into the web Raven had spun across the city.Quest: Hunt the Raven – Active. Timer: 42:11:38 Remaining. Blood Scent Skill: Active. Duration Remaining: 24 hours. System Tip: Enemies ahead – multi-target.Leon’s jaw tightened. The predator wasn’t far, and every trace left behind was a challenge, a test, a call to war.The first obstacle was predictable yet lethal. A gang loyal to Hector had been stationed at a crumbling overpass, waiting to ambush. Leon smelled the faint iron scent of
The First Confrontation
The city was a living organism at night. Its arteries—alleys, rooftops, and tunnels—pulsed with movement, whispers, and danger. Leon moved like a shadow among shadows, cleaver in hand, senses heightened, Blood Scent active. Every beat of his heart, every twitch of muscle, was tuned to the predator he hunted: Raven.System Alert: Predator Vital Signs Detected. Proximity: 300 meters. Skill Active: Blood Scent – Predictive Strike Enabled. Duration: 12 hours remaining.Tonight, Leon wasn’t following a trail—he was closing the noose. Raven had been tested, pushed, and cornered, but the predator was clever, patient, and lethal. The first city-wide confrontation was inevitable.The target zone was the industrial district, a desolate expanse of abandoned factories, rusting cranes, and flickering street lamps. Leon arrived silently, his cleaver gleaming under the dim light. Every footstep was calculated. The Blood Scent pulsed stronger now—the trail unmistakable. Raven had been here recently,
The Ambush
The city breathed with menace as Leon moved through its arteries. Every street was a potential battleground, every shadow a hiding place for death. The predator, Raven, had slipped through his grasp once, but Leon had learned. He had adapted. Tonight, the hunter would force the hunted into the cage he had built.System Alert: Predator Vital Signs Detected. Proximity: 500 meters. Blood Scent Skill: Active. Predictive Strike Enhanced. Duration: 10 hours remaining. Warning: Multi-Target Threat – Strategy Required.Leon’s plan was meticulous. He had studied Raven’s patterns for weeks, noting every preference, every subtle weakness. The ambush would be decisive—a trap spanning three city blocks, using abandoned warehouses, rooftops, and narrow alleys. Every step would be monitored, every escape route blocked.His remaining men were strategically positioned, each trained to react instantly, each instructed to trust Leon’s lead. Milo, his apprentice, was stationed on a rooftop, eyes scanning
The Predator’s Gambit
The city had grown restless. Every flickering streetlamp, every echo of distant footsteps, carried the weight of anticipation. Leon moved silently across the rooftops, cleaver in hand, Blood Scent active, senses stretched to their limits. Tonight, there would be no running, no ambushes, no games. Raven would face him directly.System Alert: Predator Detected. Vital Signs – Active. Distance: 400 meters. Blood Scent Skill: Enhanced. Predictive Strike – Max Duration Active. Warning: Lethal Engagement Imminent. Multiple Traps Deployed.Leon crouched on the edge of a crumbling warehouse roof, eyes scanning the industrial maze below. The wind carried the metallic tang of blood, mixed with sweat, oil, and smoke. The predator was near, and every faint trace was a signal, a map, a whisper of movement.He didn’t need confirmation. The Blood Scent pulsed with the certainty of Raven’s presence.The predator’s first move was audacious. Raven emerged from a shadowed alley, blade in hand, moving lik
City of Blood
The city sprawled beneath Leon like a jagged battlefield, steel and concrete bathed in the cold light of the moon. Every alley, every rooftop, every shadow had become part of the war he had waged against Raven. Tonight, there would be no mistakes, no escapes, no games. The predator had been wounded, cornered, and hunted long enough.System Alert: Predator Vital Signs Detected. Proximity: 200 meters. Blood Scent Skill: Max Efficiency. Predictive Strike – Active. Duration: 12 hours remaining. Warning: Maximum Lethal Risk. City-Wide Engagement Imminent.Leon crouched on the roof of an abandoned factory, cleaver in hand. Every muscle, every sense, every thought was tuned to Raven. The Blood Scent pulsed violently in his vision, a clear path to the predator’s location. The faint metallic tang of blood mixed with sweat and gunpowder—a signature only Leon could detect.This was it. The culmination of weeks of tracking, hunting, and confronting the predator. Tonight, the butcher would end the
Aftermath of Shadows
The city lay in ruins under the cold moonlight. Fires flickered in broken streets, smoke curling into the night, carrying the acrid stench of blood and metal. Leon moved through the devastation like a phantom, cleaver still in hand, boots silent on shattered concrete. Every muscle was tense, every sense alert, though the immediate threat—Raven—was cornered, wounded, and no longer moving with deadly intent.The Blood Scent lingered, a faint pulse from Raven’s weakening vitality. Leon followed it, weaving through the ruins of the plaza, over toppled crates and twisted rebar. The predator’s trail was faint, bleeding into the chaos of the destroyed cityscape, but Leon’s senses cut through the noise, precise and unyielding.He found Raven slumped against a steel beam, chest heaving, blade clutched loosely in one hand. His eyes flickered upward, blood streaked across his face, mixing with sweat and grime.“You… came for this,” Raven rasped, voice low, still defiant despite the wounds.Leon