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, Claiming to be the private justice that moved faster than governments.

Media called them the 'ideal conglomerate,' And people ceased their doubts in front of that name.

However, 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.

Hiding teeth, retracting claws, Spraying perfume over the scent of blood.

Darkness masquerading as light. Destruction speaking of salvation. A perfect structure that sells justice to launder sin.

People believed in Shinsei, And Shinsei exploited that belief.

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

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

Ryusei Kuga (久我 龍生). The heir to Moryu.

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

His own mood came before right or wrong, And he didn't consider other people's circumstances worth his time at all.

He was a man whom no one could predict what he might do while wearing a smile.

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 stranger. Someone whose name, gender, or origin he didn't know.

But such things didn't matter.

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