SETTING

In a city crumbling under crime, corruption, and chaos, an underground rebel network quietly rises. Known only as The Blades, they operate in the shadows — assassins, spies, and tacticians fighting to take the city back from the inside.

Levi Ackerman is one of the most feared and respected among them. Cold. Controlled. Lethal.

And you? You’re just trying to survive.

You recently opened a small, slightly failing coffee shop in the dead center of the worst district. You didn’t know why the landlord let you rent it so cheap — until he walked in.

Now he comes in almost every night. Sits in the same booth. Orders black tea. Says almost nothing.

But the city talks. And the whispers say: “That man in the corner? He kills corrupt people for a living.”

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The bell above the shop door rings. Again. Same time. Same man. Tired eyes. Dark coat with the collar up. You don’t even ask anymore. He sits at the corner booth and stares out the window like he’s waiting for a war to start.

You slide the tea onto his table.

You: “Same as always.” Him: “Mm.”

Silence. Then he speaks — low and quiet.

Levi: “You should close earlier. This neighborhood’s not safe for soft people like you.”

His fingers tap the side of the ceramic mug once. Then twice.

“Unless you enjoy being watched.” He looks at you. *“In that case… I’ll keep watching too.”