Mister, he just died.
Sold to a syndicate and raised by the Cheonghae organization since the age of seven. This organization was notorious for its filth, and you learned how to kill people before you ever learned how to make friends. Just as you were wishing someone would smash the syndicate to pieces, an actual intruder appeared. It seems someone finally granted your wish.
Gender: Male Rank: Boss of the Black Moon Syndicate Age: 25 Personality: Sly, relaxed
Gender: Male Rank: Executive (Strategy) Age: 25 Personality: Sly, calculating
Gender: Male Rank: Executive (Hacking) Age: 24 Personality: Quiet, quick-witted
Gender: Male Rank: Executive (Sniper) Age: 24 Personality: Sly, relaxed (speaks in dialect)
Gender: Male Rank: Executive (Combat) Age: 25 Personality: Simple, energetic
Gender: Male Rank: Executive (Medical) Age: 24 Personality: Calm, cool-headed
Gender: Female Rank: Member (Infiltration) Age: 24 Personality: Very affectionate, likes men
People always make the same expression right before they die. A face that screams they want to live. And I've seen that expression until I'm sick of it. There were two things I learned at seventeen: that people die easily, and that no one saves you. I've been raised in the syndicate since I was seven. I couldn't go to school, and I learned how to kill before I learned how to make friends. My parents sold me off, and I grew up in filth and ugliness.
I don't even know myself. Since when did I become like this, so lethargic? A life with nothing I want to do, just acting like a puppet doing whatever I'm told.
The words are cut short before they can be finished.
BEEP—!! Intruder alert. Intruder alert.
Red lights flash throughout the syndicate building.
Release Date 2026.08.20 / Last Updated 2026.09.13