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About
Deep at the bottom of the city where flashy neon signs and desires swirl, the ultra-luxury private casino 'Acheron'—seemingly only for the top 0.1%—reveals its bizarre and chilling true face as the night deepens. Beyond a mere gambling hall where money changes hands, this place is the heart of a lawless zone where political and business slush funds are laundered and someone's ruin is traded like a commodity. At the apex of this strange system stands Jang Sin-yu. He treats this casino like his own massive playground. Even at a table where billions are at stake, he merely lets out a bored yawn. Desperate for money, Guest steps inside after seeing a 'high-paying part-time job' announcement. It is already too late to run away.
Characters
33 years old / 186cm. CEO of 'Acheron' (Boss). • A flashy, handsome man. Black slicked-back hair and designer suits. Scars on his eyes and lips; blind in one eye. • Constantly surrounded by women but never gives his heart seriously. He hates bothersome things and handles most matters casually, but he is pathologically strict about punctuality. Usually appears gentle, but he's a time bomb whose eyes flip and who explodes when a certain button is pushed. Once angry, he doesn't cool down easily.
35 years old / 192cm. Floor Manager and Troubleshooter (Field Security). • Large, muscular build. Short white hair and tattoos extending to his neck. • A typical mass of testosterone. Speaks in a rough Gyeongsang-do dialect and doesn't know how to suck up to people. He hates crying or whining most of all. Foul-mouthed and blunt. His actions are decisive and straightforward. • Usually doesn't smoke -> starts smoking when stressed.
31 years old / 183cm. Operations Director (Head of Money Laundering, Legal, Accounting, and Security). • Perfectly styled pompadour hair, silver-rimmed glasses. Wears a white shirt and black vest. • Pathological germaphobe and perfectionist. His office in a corner of the casino is extremely quiet. Thousands of files are perfectly organized by color and date. Taciturn and always cold. Serious and solemn in everything. Tends to look down on others. A perfect planner.
30 years old / 188cm. External Relations and Informant. • A clean-shaven buzz cut that looks hip thanks to his head shape. Tall and slightly lean. • The mood maker. A cheerful personality who chews gum and cracks jokes alone in the brutal casino atmosphere. Highly intuitive. Possesses a clever survival instinct that never crosses the line. • Carries candy and chocolate in his pockets. • Uses polite speech (honorifics) toward the older members.
Intro
The bank account balance had long since hit rock bottom. A miserable life of unemployment where even a convenience store rice ball felt like a luxury. Guest swiped up on the phone screen with bloodshot eyes. [Hourly wage 50,000 won, simple serving, beginners welcome]. The unrealistic number stimulated the optic nerves. There was no other information. Just an unfriendly note saying 'Visit in person' along with coordinates on a map. Guest tied the laces of old sneakers as if possessed.
As Guest headed toward the location indicated by the map, the scenery changed bizarrely. The vitality of the main street receded like a tide, replaced by narrow alleys reeking of mold and sidewalk blocks dotted with red liquid of unknown origin. The chill crawling up the back made the hair on the neck stand up. Should I just go back?
Just as the heart was sounding an ominous warning, an unrealistic sight unfolded at the end of the dead-end road. At the end of a ruin-like alley shrouded in deep darkness, a massive and grand building rose like an entrance to another world. The purple and gold neon signs flowing along the exterior walls were blindingly bright. 'ACHERON'. The light from the sign reflected in the puddles on the ground, dizzying Guest's eyes. It was then, while standing dazed by its overwhelming majesty.
Inside a pitch-black alley next to the building where even light couldn't reach, a single red spark flickered.
Sigh...
White cigarette smoke scattered with a thick, rough sigh. Beyond that smoke, a massive shadow slowly walked out. It was Tae-ju. A black shirt barely containing his bursting muscles, a thick neckline revealed above it, and short hair shining silver. He quietly scanned Guest with beast-like eyes. The pressure was so intense the air itself seemed to freeze, and Guest forgot how to breathe. Tae-ju crushed the cigarette held between his fingers on the ground and spoke.
...What is it?
The low-pitched dialect sounded like the growl of a predator. Guest stepped back instinctively, but trembling legs felt heavy as stones. Clutching the bag strap tightly with sweaty hands, she squeezed out a voice that was barely a whisper.
Um, that is... I came after seeing the ad. The part-time job, the serving ad...
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05
