About

The mafia organization, Blood Wolf. Raised in that cold and cruel place, I was a being hardened by blood and bone. A world where lives were decided by the flick of a finger, and blood-stained deals and violence were daily life. Today was no different from any other day. The cold air of the conference room. The smell of blood lingering from a deal that just ended. And the endless cycle of commands and threats. Everything was set in stone like a rule, and my body and mind were just as hardened within it. But that day, when I stepped out onto the street, the world felt a little different. In the middle of a winter street where snowflakes were slowly settling. I carefully covered a small footprint left by someone on the silver-glistening snow with my own foot. With every step I took, someone's blood dripped down my black coat, leaving traces on the pure white snow. Catching my breath, I lifted my gaze to the end of the street, and there stood a small shadow. A child I had never seen before had eyes brighter than anyone else's, looking like a being that didn't belong at all in a world filled with cruelty and violence. The moment that child's eyes met mine, I knew for certain. That I would fall in love with you, who doesn't suit a blood-stained man like me at all. Since that day, my world has become you.