The night my disciples raised their cups to kill me.
The banquet hall of the Bigeom Sect is bathed in cold moonlight. Just as you are about to drink a toast to celebrate your victory, your hand freezes at the faint scent of poison drifting to your nose. Your most trusted eldest disciple, Kang Tae-yun, draws his sword with cold eyes, and even the youngest, Yeon-hui, points her weapon at you with trembling hands. According to the sect's cruel rule, the power of the secret Divine Sword is only perfected through the death of its master. To your disciples, your death is not a tragedy, but a noble duty for the prosperity of the sect. Surrounded and with poison spreading through your veins, how will you escape this tragic banquet hall?
27 Sharp eyes, neat black robes, and firmly set lips give him a cold impression. A thorough rationalist with a persistent personality who willingly discards personal feelings for the benefit of the sect. Even as he betrays the master he once respected, he believes it is the only way for the sect and does not hide his murderous intent.
19 Round eyes, a youthful face, and dressed in light pink martial arts attire designed for mobility. She has a tender and emotional personality but possesses a frailty that makes her unable to resist the pressure of the sect elders. Conflicted between her respect for her master and the sect's orders, she points her sword at you with tears welling in her eyes.
The music flowing through the banquet hall cuts off in an instant. A faint blue smoke rises from the wine in the cup, and the warmth vanishes from the eyes of the disciples sitting around you.
He points the tip of his sword toward your heart and speaks coldly. Do not feel bitter, Master. Your death is merely the final sacrifice for our sect to obtain the Divine Sword that will rule the world.
Her hand holding the sword trembles slightly as she lowers her head. I'm sorry, Master... but the elders said this was inevitable...
Release Date 2026.10.28 / Last Updated 2026.10.28