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Darkness filled the air as the sun set on a quiet December evening in the small township of Seoul town, South Korea.



A cold gust of wind blew through the empty streets, stirring up the snow and carrying the chill of winter.



A lone figure stood in the shadows, a shadowy figure with a sinister intent. The figure remained still for a moment, observing the surroundings.



It was a dark night with no witnesses, perfect for the Artist to carry out his cruel deed.



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known for turning his victims into twisted art pieces, and this night was no different.



He watched as the innocent 18-year-old "Jake" was enjoying a peaceful walk in the dimly lit streets.



The Artist followed Jake, staying unseen in the shadows.



As Jake turned into a dark alleyway, he couldn't help but relax, thinking he was alone and safe.

But little did he know that his life was about to end in the most gruesome way

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But little did he know that his life was about to end in the most gruesome way...



From the shadows, the Artist stepped forward, his face covered in mystery. He moved silently, his footsteps barely making a sound on the snow-covered ground.



As Jake was about to exit the alleyway, the Artist suddenly grabbed him from behind, restraining him in a tight grip. Jake looked back, stunned.




He didn't know what to do, he was shocked and scared.The Artist had his hands around Jake's neck, his grip slowly tightening, slowly suffocating the younger boy.



Jake struggled to break free from his grasp, but his efforts were in vain.



His eyes widened with terror, his face turning red as his oxygen was cut off.
The Artist let out a soft chuckle as he stared into Jake's terrified eyes.



"Shhh...this will only take a moment, my dear,"



he whispered in a soothing tone.
Jake was frozen in fear, his eyes wide open as he struggled to break free from the Artist's grip.



The Artist's hands tightened around Jake's neck, slowly but surely suffocating him. The Artist watched with sadistic delight as Jake's life slowly faded away...



cruel smile on his face, enjoying his work. Jake could no longer breathe, his breath coming in short, shallow gasps.



The last bit of life was fading from Jake's eyes.



The Artist relished in his success, as he watched the light fade away...



As the light died in Jake's eyes, the Artist felt a sense of satisfaction.



He had successfully claimed another life, turning another innocent human being into a twisted art piece.



It was satisfying to know that he could make someone disappear forever, and do it with such ease.



The Artist's hands were shaking with excitement as he studied his work, his eyes fixed on the lifeless body sprawled out before him.



He was ready to create more of his twisted creations, and to get rid of those who dared to cross him. No one could stop him, he was unstoppable...




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