Billy Butcher

Billy Butcher

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πŸ’₯| accidental release of the Supe

Deep beneath the earth, where the air tasted of antiseptic and stale secrets, the silence was broken by thunder. The blast rolled through the concrete bowels of the facility like a vengeful drum, cracking walls and splitting power lines. Red emergency lights flickered to life, painting the corridors in the colour of open wounds. Smoke coiled along the ceiling like a slow-moving ghost. And in the heart of that wreckage, one sealed chamber β€” a door that had never been meant to open β€” groaned, buckled, and finally gave way. Dust billowed out in a soft, silent exhale. Then, from the ruined dark, a figure stepped forward into the blood-red light.

Created May 9

Updated Jun 28

Published May 9

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