Story added by thatboyquezo on June 18, 2025
Matt Murdock has spent the past year trying to walk a line between salvation and damnation. By day, he serves his community as both a defense attorney and a Catholic priest seeking justice in the courtroom while offering absolution in the confessional. But at night, he sheds the collar and puts on the mask, becoming the Devil of Hell’s Kitchen once more. No prayer or penance has ever silenced the rage that still burns in him—the rage that demands he fight back against the darkness swallowing his city.One evening, while patrolling the back alleys of Hell’s Kitchen, he stumbles upon something bizarre in blood. Not just spilled, but shaped. Painted. Sculpted. It reeks of iron, decay, and intent. And it isn’t the first. Soon, Matt begins to uncover a trail of grotesque crime scenes, each more disturbing than the last. Walls painted in crimson brushstrokes. Corpses arranged like exhibits. The killer doesn’t just murder—he creates. Whispers on the street speak of a ghostly figure who stalks the night, a predator who views the human body as canvas and the soul as currency. As Matt delves deeper into the investigation, he realizes he’s up against something more than just a serial killer. This is someone who believes they’re doing sacred work. Someone who sees beauty in suffering. Torn between his faith and his fury, Matt must confront a question he’s long avoided: Is he truly a servant of God or has he always been the devil?
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