Chapter 7: "Wanted for Breathing"
The posters drop like bloodstained confetti.WANTED.Two names, two faces — one's already a legend. The other? Just got thrown to the wolves.
Kaito "The Ghost."
Known for five years of slipping through every trap, prison, and death sentence they threw at him.
Bounty: 500 Capstones — a number that screams, "Stop him at all costs."
He's a myth to the government now — a walking insult.
And then there's Cainen.Cainen.
Age: 15.
Crime: Breathing next to the Ghost.
Bounty: 20 Capstones — barely enough to buy a busted weapon.
But that 20? It ain't about power.It's a warning.
"This kid thinks he can build an empire? Slap a number on his head. Make him a target. Watch him break. Then air it to the world."
The message is clear:They don't want him dead yet.They want him publicly crushed.
And boom — the assassins move fast. Like rats sniffing blood on steel. No flashy intros, no mercy. Just blades, bombs, and poisons in the dark. All coming at Cainen's neck.
And he can't keep up. Not yet.
He gets clipped. Slashed. Nearly gutted.
That's when Kaito steps in.Lazy, tired, and chewing his dumb chips mid-fight — but when he moves, it's like time folds. Knives never hit him. Bullets vanish. He's gone before the trigger clicks.
One second? The assassin's smirking.Next second?Headless.
They call him "Ghost" for a reason.
Even DMK joins the chaos, dragging Cainen through hell while snarling at enemies like a demon dog let off leash. It's not a fair fight — it's survival.
Cainen's being carried through his first bounty war. And yeah, that eats at him.
Cainen (bleeding, pissed): "Put me down! I can fight—"Kaito (dodging daggers): "Yeah? Fight your own lungs first, jackass. You're coughing up blood like it's a sport."DMK (grinning): "Don't worry, baby boss. We'll get you your kingdom. Right after we stop your organs from quitting."
They barely survive the night.
But the world's watching now.
And Cainen? That 20 capstone tag just lit the first ember of war.