They called me, 'Hunter'. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hi, that's a cool name.

Usually, I call them "scum", "garbage", "bed bugs".

But when I started hunting, they became "prey".

I frightened them.

I brought death—what they brought me.

My family, my children, my everything.

They were all taken away from them.

I hate them. ”

[The Hunter, a former Axis federal mercenary, was investigated by the Federation for being framed for secretly making deals with the Omen. He himself was in federal custody, and during this time, his family was killed by his own enemies in the underworld.

After his release, he was expelled from the federally for political problems. In desperation, he returned to his original country and lived a chaotic life. Soon, he met the prime minister's daughter, and the two developed a relationship after many exchanges. She brought him back on track with her.

However, the matter is far from over. A few months later, the federal cleansing began to ripple through his country. As the war progressed, an energy cannon derailed from its original trajectory and blasted off half of his house. Right in front of him, his new family was engulfed in fire and smoke.

That day, he knelt in the burning room and howled in despair. Like a wild beast, he frantically attacked the Federation soldiers who entered the room to search for him, and was knocked unconscious and taken away.

At the end of that war, the resistance was too strong. The Federation no longer wanted to lose any more troops, so it used satellite weapons against them.

The once harmonious city has been reduced to a scorched earth.

Later, he woke up in a cold cage, with many of his other captives. In the days that followed, one of them was taken away every day, and although he didn't know why, he felt deeply uneasy by the faint screams of the night and the smell of blood that lingered on the tip of his nose.

He felt fear for what he was going to face, that piece of ignorance. 】

[On September 17th, I forgot what day of the week it was.

Today, Bob was taken away, and he is the best brother I've ever known here. He smoked his cigarette for me, and no one was as optimistic as he was, and I admired him. The other people who were taken did not come back, and I hope he will come back. Before he left, he stuffed me with an envelope with a picture of his daughter. "Get out there and take care of her." He told me that it was the first time I had seen him choked. 】

[On September 20th, Bob did not come back today.

I don't think he'll come back.

A lot of people had a mental breakdown, they were crying in their rooms, attacking other people. The men were taken away by Union soldiers, and then I heard gunshots.

I don't think I can last long, I stare at the picture of Anne every day, and the clear eyes of this little girl give me the courage to live. I remembered what Bob said to me, "Get out there and take care of her." "I was in pain, I didn't know what to do. I considered resisting, but the guns in their hands scared me.

Allah Ah, what the hell am I supposed to do......]

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I'm a hunter, I'm a monster.

Three years ago, I spent more than a month in a cell in that disgusting underground research institute, and it was a disgusting time.

Eventually, I was taken out of the room, where they tied me to a cart and blindfolded me with gauze. I could feel me being pushed in the hallway, and I heard the sound of the door being opened.

I was thrust into the spotlight.

I knew I was being pushed onto the operating table, my hands and feet tightly bound by restraint straps.

I was injected with anesthetic.

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Hot, hot, hot!

I felt my throat on fire, I felt my lips crack, my nose was bleeding, my eyes were red.

"Ahh Hot! It's so hot! ”

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[Experiment Log, Day 33]

Subject: 0276, Item: Super Soldier, Experimental Agent: GB-033

Anesthesia begins, and the subject falls into a deep sleep.

We cut open his kidney, injected him with T-21 stabilizer, and then started giving him an electric shock to his brainstem.

Immediately after the subject began to spasm, he was injected with drug GB-033.

After several minutes, the subject stabilized. This is a good sign, as previous subjects have all died at this stage.

Two hours later, a second dose is administered

After more than ten minutes, the subject exhibited intense brain wave perturbations, unable to explain the phenomenon.

Immediately afterward, the subject suffered cardiac arrest and was immediately resuscitated.

Rescue failed, 0276 died.

Errors, limited access, no more experiment logs.

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I'm a hunter, and I escaped from that base. I killed everyone there and tore them to pieces.

I became the only successful test subject of the Super Soldier Project, and the Federation tried to capture me in every possible way. I hid day and night, like a prey.

I gradually realized that I was strong and that I wanted to change my destiny.

I set a simple trap and managed to trap the special forces who came to hunt me down.

Since then, I have become a wanted criminal, and my photos have appeared on the streets and in the major media.

I became a prey and a hunter.

What you have given me, I will repay you in double.

...... "Hunter" slowly put down the terminal in his hand, picked up a dagger, and slammed it into the map on the table.

He grabbed a huge backpack and walked out of the house.

"Come on, the hunt begins!"