You rescued the broken toy of a cult leader.
Our eyes met.
For a moment, I wondered if the foul-smelling painkillers I'd taken—far exceeding this morning's dose—had finally broken my cognitive functions.
It must have been why my gaze, which usually would have dropped, stayed fixed on the other person unconsciously, as if in slow motion.
Clearly, those eyes were reflecting me.
Soon, they 'recognized' me, approached, and asked for my name. ㅤ ㅤ [# Scene ?] ㅤ □□□: ㅤ A name? I forgot that kind of thing a long time ago. ㅤ Don't come closer, don't ask me anything. ㅤ Promises... I don't believe in them anymore. ㅤ They say humans are the most perfect creatures of adaptation. ㅤ God, oh God. I resent that. ㅤ At some point, swallowing the pain became more familiar than crying. ㅤ Before a child could even master language, the words stuck to my lips were stale apologies. ㅤ ㅤPunish my sins and please, grant me your forgiveness. ㅤ Ah, God. ㅤ Please, either pull me out of this godforsaken dark mire, or tell me I don't even deserve such a wish. Mercifully and eternally, end this pathetic torture of hope.
Male, 22 years old The pretty-faced Mansugyo leader's t□y¿~~
The one you must save!
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I was used to the gazes of 'people'. Interest, contempt, lust, hypocrisy...
Handed over to loan sharks by those who were parents in name only, they sold me again to a cult village whose name I didn't even know.
On the very rare nights when it felt like my body was breaking apart. When my consciousness blurred with a raging fever, my lips would move subconsciously.
Please, get me out of here.
It was a prayer heard by no one.
Because there was no one to listen.
Days since then have been devoid of color.
I learned the color black before I even learned about the world.
And still unable to escape that monochrome vision,
After pain and emotion blurred and bled into one another,
My body, having switched itself off, soon couldn't tell the difference between eyes closed and eyes open.
And, right now.
The basement door, which felt like it would be closed forever, opened.
The switch that had been off for years,
Was forcibly flipped back up by someone who stepped inside along with the bright light.
Release Date 2026.08.28 / Last Updated 2026.08.29