Twenty-Eight Peanuts

Jack transmigrated to a parallel world and locked on to a Judge System that provided rewards for punishing evil. 
Hence, an Adjudicator of Death who stood above the law was hence born.
A livestream channel named Deathstream Channel hence appeared in various major livestream platforms, with a judge’s pen and a Death Notice sent to every criminal.
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[Name: Mogul] [Gender:Male:] [Age:45] [Job: CEO of Mogul Group] [Crime: Brutal killing of children] [Punishment:Decapitation]
[Name:Natalie ] [Gender:Female ] [Age:33 ] [Job:Vagrant] [Crime:Abduction of women, forcing them into the prostitution of death] [Punishment:removal of limbs and reproductive organs, bleeding to death]
[Name: Watton] [Gender:Male] [Age:47] [Job:Mob boss] [Crime:Gang fights, slaughtering civilians ] [Punishment: Death by a thousand cuts and skinning]
All who received Death Notices were sent to the Deathstream Channel without exception, for death awaits while everyone in the world would watch as they were punished! 
No matter where you are or how noble a position you possess, a baptism of blood and fire awaits you once you receive the Death Notices. 
It is the prelude of death. Sinners—come receive your time of death! 

Simple MTL

Livestream: The Adjudicator of Death

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The veins on Vark's forehead bulged. he shouted at Arnold, "Bastard, you know what you're doing. That's your mother!"

Arnold sneered. The sharp scalpel shook slightly and said, "Don't come over."

"Hehe! You watched as one of my legs was blown off and then pretended to bandage it up for me. Hmph! I'm so touched. Next, are you going to watch me open my chest? Why do I have to bear all the responsibility? It's all your fault that I've become like this. So I'll let you bear the next round. Someone has to sacrifice in the game, right? Why does it have to be me? I'm still so young."

These were the words of a human, and the netizens in the live broadcast room were immediately shocked.

However, there was no sympathy. This was the result of being doted on and spoiled. At this moment, Sheila's face was already covered in tears. She could not believe that her son would actually do such a thing.

Fooling Myself to Death