Hollow Thread throws you into the raw, brutal world of Cainen—a kid born dead inside before he even took his first breath. No parents, no power, no future. The world’s elite are born with flashy gifts called RACs, but Cainen’s a void—a blank slate rejected by fate itself.

Left to rot after the death of his only caretaker, Cainen grows up in squalor, bullied and broken by kids with powers he can’t match. One day, something snaps. Armed with nothing but a chain and sickle, he becomes a whirlwind of violent revenge, tearing through the school halls like a madman.

The law can’t touch him fully—he’s a kid—but they mark him for exile once he’s grown. Knowing he’s got a ticking clock, Cainen turns even more dangerous, fighting anyone who crosses him, fueled by rage, survival, and the desperate need to prove he’s not nothing.

At fifteen, no power, no help—just pure fury and fists that refuse to quit. This is the rise of a storm no one saw coming.

Chapter 38 — The Calm Before the Storm


The sun rose gently over the Deadly Six mansion. Birds chirped in the trees and the warm wind rustled through the high branches surrounding the property. Inside, the mansion buzzed with activity—everyone was cleaning.


Kaito took it slow, scrubbing the floor with one hand while the other idly rubbed the sigils burned into his wrists—faint glowing chains that never truly left.


FLASHBACK: The sound of fire crackling, screams echoing. The demon chains wrapping tight, branding his skin. Blood. Silence.


Kaito blinked. Back in the present. He exhaled and kept scrubbing.


Lilith—very much back to her old self—stormed into the room with her usual explosive energy.


Kaito jumped, nearly slipping. "Ughhh... yes, ma'am."


Outside, Cainen sat on the roof, watching the sky shift. His eyes narrowed.


He side-eyed Lilith from afar. "She's hot, though..."


Shaking the thought off, he started training—quick jabs, sharp kicks. The wind was with him... until it wasn't. It stopped. Completely.


Sirens. Cop cars. Engines rumbling. Echoes through the woods.


Cainen's eyes darted around. Then he locked in on the direction.


He roared back toward the mansion, voice booming: "KAITO!!!"


In an instant, the window on the third story burst open—Kaito flew out mid-flip and landed hard. Lilith followed, barbed bat already in hand, manic grin painted across her face.


At the head of it all stood Trice, now more fierce—his signature BlackOps uniform shining under the canopy moon light. A confident smirk spread across his face.


"Tonight... we're eating the Deadly Three."


Chapter 38 - The Calm Before the Storm