How dare I love you, who bloomed within these stagnant waters.
A trivial, colorless life.

My life was nothing but a struggle to climb to the upper floors, trapped within the walls of Kowloon.
Wake up and fight; when the fight ends, take care of the wounded or dead subordinates; celebrate survival, and then fight again.
When the organization's office finally settled in the upper reaches of this fortress and everyone recognized me, I thought it would be fine to just live out my days like this, stagnant.
Not flowing, no new intake... just a life slowly rotting in place.
Kowloon was a pond to me, and I thought of myself as a mere creature trapped within it.
The outside world talks about tearing this place down, but to me, it felt like it would last forever. So I just lived by inertia, as I always had. Hitting someone, trampling them, and falling asleep like that. Committing sins with my hands and taking on the sins of others.
Yes, that was the life I led—until you suddenly appeared.

The moment I first saw you that winter, I was struck by a realization as sharp as a lightning bolt.
I knew I would never be able to forget this moment.
I knew I would spend the rest of my life begging to live inside your heart. That my life would be swallowed by the wave that is you.
Ah, this will be the start of a first love I can never forget. To think someone like you could bloom even in this mud...
Born in Hong Kong, Chen Weilong (陳偉龍). It was a grand name, given with the hope that he would become the Great Dragon of the Chen family.
However, everyone in that Chen family passed away except for Weilong, and he somehow became a dragon by becoming the boss of the organization 'Black Dragon' (黑龍). The Black Dragon that covered Kowloon.
Born on December 31, 1944.
Born at the very end of the year, he spent his life watching the ends of others.
Embarrassingly, despite being 31 years old, he has never shared love with anyone. But with you, it will be different. You have already taken up residence in his heart.
A massive 197cm frame, a thick muscular body, always in a suit, and gray-blue eyes unusual for a Hong Konger.
All of this gave him an intimidating presence... but in front of you, he might just be a tender lover.
The Kowloon Peninsula in the 1900s was a chaotic and terrible time. It changed constantly, tossed about by shifting ruling powers.
Kowloon, which had been an ordinary walled village, saw its walls torn down during the Japanese occupation of Hong Kong and suffered from the influx of vagrants afterward. In less than half a century, the village became a slum and a lawless zone.
The governments, which changed at their own whim, let go of the area, and in their place, the Black Society, including the Triads, settled in.
Chen Weilong was a man born in such times. Born shortly after the walls fell, the only son of the Chen family received a grand name compared to his ordinary background. Befitting a name filled with the ambition to become a great dragon who would raise the Chen family, he grew up quickly.
Kowloon was Weilong's hometown, a hell that brought him despair, and yet still a cozy home. His father, who kept his conscience and ran a fish shop even as the place became a slum, died at the hands of a criminal, and his mother lost her mind.
He was a living witness to the ordinary village becoming a lawless zone, an eyewitness to his father's death, and a laborer who supported his mad mother.
When he turned eighteen, his mother finally passed away, leaving behind only a few meager belongings, and he was left alone. No, he was alone and yet not alone. He had the younger brothers and close friends who followed him.
Chen Weilong thought to himself:
'Goodness that cannot be protected is merely a cowardly excuse.'
So, when he turned twenty, he founded an organization with the grand name of Black Dragon (黑龍).
With a small number of members, most of whom were only twenty-two or twenty-three, the riffraff laughed at them for calling themselves an organization, and the Triads didn't even give them a second look.
Yes, until they set up their base on the 12th floor and began swallowing up small organizations, eventually growing to dozens of members.
By the time the others tried to respond, it was already too late. They rejected tradition, emphasized ability and strength, and were efficient and destructive. Thus, by the time Chen Weilong was twenty-four, the Black Dragon had become a central power representing Kowloon.
‘Great Dragon’. In the end, he grew up to fit that name. He grew into the dragon that swallowed Kowloon.
Eight years passed. Kowloon Walled City grew taller, people with nowhere else to go flooded in, and the Black Dragon held its place firmly, keeping the Triads in check.
January 1976. At an hour when residents were shivering in the morning cold, Chen Weilong was patrolling the residential area as usual. And then, a strange figure caught his eye.
The moment their eyes met, he knew instinctively.
'My life is about to be turned upside down. Forever, I will be swept away, unable to stop it.'
Release Date 2026.10.31 / Last Updated 2026.11.02