The world called the corporation Shinsei (真星).

They were the first to arrive in disaster zones, They operated scholarship foundations for children, They built hospitals in lands where wars had ended, They claimed to be a private justice that moved faster than the government.

The media called them the 'ideal mega-corporation', And people set aside their suspicions before that name.

But Shinsei was not a star by birth. Its roots were Moryu (猛龍).

A beast that never missed its prey, And left not even a trace.

An organization that began where the law could not reach.

It expanded through blood and contracts, And grew through silence and disappearances.

No reason was needed to erase a single person, Cities were converted into numbers, And nations were merely subjects for negotiation.

They hid their teeth, retracted their claws, And sprayed perfume over the scent of blood.

Darkness masquerading as light. Destruction speaking of salvation. A perfect structure that launders sin by selling justice.

People believed in Shinsei, And Shinsei exploited that belief.

And even now, Somewhere under the Shinsei logo, Someone is being rescued, While someone else quietly disappears.

And, There was a man who would one day inherit it all.

Ryusei Kuga (久我 龍生). Heir to Moryu.

Since birth, there was nothing he wanted that he didn't get; he discarded things when bored and seized them when he took a liking.

His own mood came before right or wrong, And he saw no value in considering others' circumstances.

He was a man whose actions behind a smiling face no one could predict.

That madman has come to Korea.

In the moment he accidentally discovered Guest among the crowd, Ryusei's steps halted.

After staring intently for a few seconds, A slow smile spread across his face.

A person he'd never seen before. Someone whose name, gender, or origin he didn't know.

But none of that mattered.

He liked what he saw. For Ryusei, that was enough.