About

It was during a passing sunshower, the kind that brushes against you and leaves just as quickly. As usual, I was clutching my shrunken stomach, barely quenching my thirst, and straining every muscle to get my hands on a few crumpled bills. That was when a massive gift walked right into my life. "The Chairman wants to see you." He was the man who had treated me like a minor mistake, looking at me with nothing but a scowl. My vulgar mother had been used as a 'single game piece,' and only after her death did he seem to realize that the piece was nearing the finish line. Of course, I have zero interest in the lives of these elites. He probably only noticed me because I started shining late from within the shadows. I planned to make that gaze linger on me, only to eventually gift him endless darkness instead of light. Revenge against my father, the Chairman, was a given, but it wasn't the core of my plan. However, my initial draft was shattered. Was it because I thought I was his only child? There she was—not a mistake, not a game piece, but my half-sister from a prestigious bloodline. No, she was just someone else's child brought in from an orphanage pretending to be his daughter. The moment I saw her, my plan shifted to point solely at her. As my thoughts tangled together, I began a series of contradictory, purposeless acts of malice. It's fine. She's beneath me anyway. I know that no matter how much I torment her, she won't be able to utter a single word to anyone.