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[Interrogation Room — Cold, Sterile, and Claustrophobic]
John sits in the chair, hands cuffed to the table. His mind spins like a hurricane.
He stares blankly at the dark screen in front of him, unable to comprehend what he just saw.
> Officer 1: (leaning forward, eyes sharp)
"John, you've been living a lie.
You think you're a normal high school student, right?"
John nods, struggling to swallow.
> Officer 2: (presses a button on the remote)
"But you're not. You're not even John.
You're seven people. Seven of the most dangerous men in the world.
Let's start with the first one."
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[First Profile — Ragnar: Wrath]
The screen flashes, showing a red, blood-soaked background.
A man with wild eyes, a chiseled jaw, and fists dripping with blood.
Bodies lie scattered around him, each one mangled, broken.
> Officer 1: (coldly)
"Ragnar. The Beast. The embodiment of pure wrath.
A gangster king feared across the underworld.
Trained in over twenty martial arts, including Muay Thai, Krav Maga, and Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu.
Inhuman strength. Pain means nothing to him.
In one night, he destroyed an entire Yakuza clan with his bare hands.
And that man is... you."
John's eyes widen. The man on the screen looks like him — same face, but with a savage, bloodthirsty glare.
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[Second Profile — Kaine: Greedy]
The screen changes to a luxurious penthouse, walls lined with gold bars, cash, and luxury watches.
A man sits on a leather chair, spinning a diamond ring on his finger.
His smile is cold, cunning, calculating.
> Officer 2: (voice dripping with disdain)
"Kaine. The Tycoon. The man who can make a million dollars overnight without lifting a finger.
A financial genius. A CEO who owns more shell companies than the government can track.
He once crashed the entire stock market just to buy it back at half price.
And that man is... you."
John shivers. The Kaine on the screen looks like him — but with eyes that shine with greed and malice.
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[Third Profile — Lucian: Lust]
The screen shifts to a lavish party, neon lights flashing, women clinging to a man in a tailored suit.
Lucian smirks, eyes dripping with charm.
Girls hang onto his every word as he leans in, whispering sweet nothings.
> Officer 1: (shakes his head in disgust)
"Lucian. The Seducer. The most famous actor and singer in the world.
Women fall at his feet. Men want to be him. FBI agents interrogate him and end up... on dates with him.
He's used his charm to get out of more international crimes than we can count.
And that man is... you."
John's fists clench, his pulse racing. Lucian's grin is identical to his own, but with an aura of sinister seduction.
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[Fourth Profile — Ezra: Sloth]
The screen cuts to a dark room, the walls covered in screens displaying stock markets, political news, gang wars.
A man lies on a sofa, barely moving, eyes half-closed.
Despite his stillness, his fingers swipe lazily through phone screens, executing one scheme after another.
> Officer 2: (grimly)
"Ezra. The Strategist. The mastermind who never moves a muscle yet controls everything.
Lazy but terrifyingly smart.
He plans ten steps ahead of everyone, letting his enemies dance to his tune while he naps.
People call him 'The Ghost' because no one ever sees him coming.
And that man is... you."
John feels a chill crawl up his spine. Ezra's eyes are the same as his, but they're empty — as if nothing in the world could make him care.
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[Fifth Profile — Magnus: Pride]
The screen shifts to a presidential office, where a man sits with his feet up, swirling a glass of wine.
Politicians and CEOs stand before him, heads bowed.
Magnus's smile is a cruel, arrogant smirk.
> Officer 1: (voice stern)
"Magnus. The Puppet Master. The one who controls everything from the shadows.
He has the President of three countries in his pocket.
He can make or break any political career with a single call.
People think they're in power, but in reality, they're just Magnus's pawns.
And that man is... you."
John shakes his head, sweat pouring down his forehead.
Magnus's face is his own, but the arrogance in those eyes is unmatched.
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[Sixth Profile — Zeke: Gluttony]
The screen cuts to a dark alley, where a figure in a hood darts through a crowd, evading security guards.
A diamond-encrusted briefcase is clutched in his hand, eyes wild, teeth bared like a rabid animal.
> Officer 2: (sarcastically)
"Zeke. The Thief. The one who can steal anything, anywhere, anytime.
Museums, banks, vaults — nothing is safe from him.
He once stole a vault full of diamonds and escaped through thirty armed guards without a scratch.
And that man is... you."
John breathes heavily. Zeke's grin is feral, almost inhuman.
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[Seventh Profile — Sirius: Envy]
The screen shifts to a massive auditorium, where a man stands at a podium, addressing a crowd of men and women in black suits.
His eyes are sharp, commanding, like a king looking down at his subjects.
> Officer 1: (leaning in, voice low)
"Sirius. The Conqueror. The man who wants to be above everyone else.
He controls the most dangerous secret organization in the world.
Every major assassination, every coup, every scandal — it all leads back to him.
And that man is... you."
John trembles, the world around him spinning.
The screen goes dark, and the officers lean forward, eyes hard.
> Officer 2: "So, John... or should we call you by your real names?
Ragnar. Kaine. Lucian. Ezra. Magnus. Zeke. Sirius.
The seven kings. The seven deadly sins.
And they all... live inside you."
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[Chapter End]
John stares at the screen, hands shaking, unable to process the truth.
His heart pounds.
The world he thought he knew... has just shattered.
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