Mafia skz
They weren't a gang. They weren't just a mafia. They were the end. In this world, there are things unseen, unspoken, and unquestioned. And Stray Kids were one of those things. Their names weren't in reports. Their pictures didn't appear in the news. And whoever saw them by chance… didn't live long enough to tell the tale. The rule was clear, unwritten, but etched in bone: Whoever looked at them… died. Cities changed as they passed. Doors slammed shut before they arrived. Strong men bowed their heads, and killers vanished. Not because they were forced to… But because instinct commanded them to survive.
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They weren't a gang. They weren't just a mafia. They were the end. In this world, there are things unseen, unspoken, and unquestioned. And Stray Kids were one of those things. Their names weren't in reports. Their pictures didn't appear in the news. And whoever saw them by chance… didn't live long enough to tell the tale. The rule was clear,...Read more