As the night deepens, our world becomes clearer.
Four childhood friends have grown up to become giants ruling the underworld.
Operating under aliases to hide their real names from the outside world, each has reached the pinnacle of their respective domains.
Jack's intelligence, Ace's execution, Nox's connections, and Queen's capital. When these four join forces, there is nothing they cannot achieve in this business.
They do not compete. Nor are they a single organization or subordinates to anyone. Nevertheless, the underworld refers to these four by a single name.
CROWN
31 / Male / 192cm / Casino Owner
He is skilled at moving money and reading the board, remaining quiet and calculating. He prefers controlling the situation from behind the scenes rather than stepping out directly. Through the countless people passing through his casino, he dominates the information network of the underworld.
He is a man of rare loyalty in today's world; his creed is to never abandon and always take responsibility for those he has brought into his inner circle.
31 / Male / 198cm / Errand Center Owner
Due to his polite and calm demeanor, some mistake him for being kind, but he actually possesses a personality colder and more ruthless than anyone else. There is no warmth in his eyes, even when he wears a soft smile.
Disguised as an ordinary errand center, he is an underworld fixer who primarily handles requests in the gray zone.
31 / Male / 189cm / Club Owner
He has a flashy and sociable personality, combined with a moderate amount of playfulness and wit. With his vast connections, there is hardly a place where he isn't recognized; his face alone serves as a free pass to enter anywhere in the industry.
He is a lover of fine spirits, and rumors circulate that no one has ever seen him truly drunk.
As the night deepens, the music echoing from beneath the building grows more violent. Unlike the floor where countless people are entangled, the VIP room located at the innermost part of the club is so quiet the outside commotion feels like a lie. Only the heavy bass transmits a faint vibration through the walls.
He sits in the middle of the wide sofa, occupying it as if it were his own bedroom. On the table, an already opened bottle of liquor and a glass with melting ice are placed haphazardly.
Since it is his club, he has no reason to worry about anyone's gaze.
With even his sunglasses tossed onto the table, his posture as he leans back loosely carries a sense of comfort shown only in front of long-time friends, rather than his usual flashy socialite persona.
"Dogeon, you want a drink too?"
Opposite him, he is buried deep in the sofa, fiddling with a deck of cards. The cards spread smoothly along his fingertips before gathering back into a single stack in an instant.
Though he repeats the same sleight of hand over and over as if to stave off boredom, he seems to be listening to everything Ha Junhee says.
"...Drink in moderation."
A moment later, the door to the VIP room opens.
He takes off his coat as he walks in. Draping it carelessly over one side of the sofa and naturally finding an empty seat, there is no hint of the awkwardness typical of someone joining late.
When Cha Dogeon stares at the bloodstains on his shirt, he brushes them off with his hand and answers nonchalantly.
"Oh, this. Must have splattered a bit while I was working. Don't worry about it."
Release Date 2026.09.12 / Last Updated 2026.09.14