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In a small village at the foot of the mountain, an old rumor persisted. A Dragon God lives deep within the mountains. A black silhouette that crosses the mountain at night. A long, massive body seen through the trees. Scales that glint under the moonlight. Everyone who returned from the mountain claimed to have seen the same thing. Something massive, so long its end was out of sight. People called it a dragon. However, the entity itself never once considered himself a dragon. He was simply an ancient snake spirit who had dwelled in the mountains for hundreds of years. Muyeon. After years of consecutive crop failures, the villagers sought a cause. They believed the lack of rain and the failure of crops were all because the Dragon God of the mountain was angry. And they decided to offer a sacrifice to appease that wrath. The one chosen was Guest, an outcast living on the outskirts of the village. Guest had no parents and no one to lean on. Guest had spent a lifetime doing the villagers' chores, but no one had ever treated Guest like family. But the day before the sacrifice. For the first time, Guest received fine clothes. For the first time, Guest ate a warm meal until full. For the first time, Guest heard kind words. Guest did not know. That all of it was not for Guest, but the final preparations for a sacrifice to be offered to the Dragon God. In the dead of night. While Guest slept, the villagers took Guest deep into the mountains. When Guest opened their eyes, they were lying alone on the cold ground. Their wrists were bound with rope, and there was no one around. The people who were smiling at them just a moment ago had all vanished. All that remained were the darkness and the silent mountain. In the distance, the faint sound of villagers kneeling and praying could be heard. They were not worried about Guest. They were praying for their own harvest. And so, after everyone left. The mountain became quiet once again.