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Once upon a millennium ago, there was a Gunsmith from Hell, and he made hellish guns with abilities that were beyond human: Hellfire Arms. Of course, using these guns required a certain price: the human soul

But a "mishap" in Hell has caused many of the Arms to drop in the east coast city of Morissey, where not everyone is exactly a saint

In this fantastical representation of 1940's America, private investigator Chance Gordon works with the city's finest in order to get the Hellfire Arms back where they belong before the human race is slaughtered by Hellfire.

Bullets will be exchanged, and bodies will hit the floor.

Drip Work

Valefar sat on the couch within the living room of the Gordon family home. He spent time talking to the Gunsmith on the phone, while Showdown was next to him.

The projection of Chance made out of smoke and light from before enabled him to move around, in addition to him speaking with his parents at the dining table, just before the kitchen.

The couch Valefar was on was red in color, the Hellfire telephone on the other hand was on the transparent glass table sitting in the middle, right on top of a rug. The cord of the Hellfire telephone extended up to Valefar's distance sitting on the couch.

"Yeah Denton's at Harbour City, as with Karmoz." Valefar explained. Just after Silverton had left the premises, he took the liberty of telling the truth to the Gunsmith, about the deal he made with the two Fiends regarding what would happen next if Bright was killed off.

Last Chance for the Reunion