Hours of fallen bloods sing or Die.
In a rotting city where the streets are paved with broken bones and the air tastes of rust and gunpowder, survival demands brutality.
One hunter moves like a shadow made of venom - silent, relentless, carving through gangs with needles that kiss flesh and steal breath. Driven by a brother swallowed by the slave trade, every kill is a step closer to vengeance... or deeper into madness.
Then a stranger arrives.
A man in a black duster.
On an ordinary Tuesday, he walks into a casino and leaves corpses behind - The Red Carpet gang, throats opened, hearts pinned with playing cards. No rage. No mercy. Just cold efficiency.
The underworld erupts.
Gangs howl for blood.
But Boss Jager - the calculating king who rules from the shadows - sees something else: raw power to claim.
He wants the stranger alive. Broken in. A new blade for his empire.
First, though, the man must survive the city's deadliest weapon - the hunter who leaves no witnesses, no second chances, only bodies cooling in the dark.
Refuse Jager's offer, and die screaming amid the ruins.
Accept, and become the monster that devours everything.
In this war of gangs, hunters, and broken souls, blood is the only law.
Alliances shatter. Bodies pile.
And in the end, only the fallen sing.
The Hours of Fallen Bloods: Sing or Die
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