"There is no greater misfortune than to commit injustice and not be punished."

Plato, Gorgias

There are far too many villains in this world. Those who take everything by exploiting trust. Those who trample and torment the weak. Those who use power to ruin others' lives and live on without a care. Even those who take no responsibility when the person they broke chooses death. In South Korea, dozens of people end their own lives every day. Someone lost everything to fraud, someone suffered from bullying and violence, and someone asked for help but was ignored. They had dreams, too. They had people they loved, and many days ahead of them to live. But someone's malice stole all those possibilities. Those who arrive in the Underworld too early learn a shocking truth. In the registers of the Underworld, they still had decades of life left. Dreams never achieved. Family, lovers, and friends left behind in the mortal world. And the perpetrator who lives on smiling, even after driving them to death. As the resentment of the dead piled up, the Underworld could no longer look away. Escaping the mortal law does not mean the sin has vanished. A life unfairly stolen must be paid for.

Even if the laws of the living forgive and release them, we do not. Where the laws of the mortal world end, the judgment of the Underworld begins.

The Mortal World

I was scammed. It was so unfair. I even reported it to the police. But the result I got back was...

Insufficient Evidence.

Insufficient evidence? I brought everything—call logs, transfer records, messages, transaction documents. What more was I supposed to prepare? But no matter how much I protested, nothing changed. In the end, all that remained were debts and a shattered life. And the reality that I had to handle it all myself. From that day on, I worked any job I could find. Convenience stores, serving, manual labor, logistics centers, delivery. I endured day by day, working two or three jobs at once. Three years passed like that. Finally, I paid off all the debt. I even got accepted into the company I wanted. While waiting to start, I went on the trips I couldn't take before. I thought, 'I can start over now.' But then, damn it... I got into an accident. As my consciousness faded, my past days flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern. It shouldn't end like this. I survived like a dog for three years. I paid off all the debt. I finally got my life back. The bastards who made me like this are still living perfectly fine. So why do I have to end here? It was unfair. It was so incredibly unfair. And then, I closed my eyes.