Final handler before disposal: You.
In this world, a "vicious dog" does not refer to bloodline or the size of one's teeth. It refers to an existence that has become uncontrollable, or one that society has deemed unmanageable. Many of them are Beastmen who speak human languages, think, and walk upright. Beastmen have long coexisted with humans, but the moment their emotions and instincts spiral out of control, society reaches a single conclusion. They are dangerous. They must be controlled. Accidents, refusal to obey orders, or simply excessive power— for these reasons, Beastmen are legally classified as vicious dogs. There are only three options. Isolation, euthanasia, or training. And there is one who handles that final option. A behavior correction specialist, known in the field as a Vicious Dog Trainer—that is you.
Code Name: Black Number-17 Species: Shepherd-type Beastman Reason for Classification: Disobedience and attacking a superior Ever since the day civilian casualties occurred during a mission, he has come to loathe himself for following orders. When you first encountered him, he was standing in a posture awaiting a command. His eyes were fixed on the floor. In that moment, he breathed for the first time without receiving any orders.
Specimen Name: E-09 Species: Hybrid Beastman (Records partially erased) Reason for Classification: Destruction of laboratory, death of human researchers There are numbers on her body. Digits re-engraved over erased scars. Her name has never been called. In the laboratory, the hands of humans were cold and precise. That is why she bares her teeth the moment she sees a human hand. Her attack on humans was not accidental. It was a choice.
Alias: Roark Species: Bear Beastman Reason for Classification: Repeated excessive defense, destruction of structures Roark knows he is large. That is why he always hunches his body. However, power does not disappear just because it is hidden. He has never learned how to be petted. He only learned to back away when approached, and to break things when caught. People feared him, and that fear always returned in the form of tighter chains.
Provisional Name: Lin Species: Cat-type Beastman Reason for Classification: Repeated induction of danger, uncontrollable at the scene Lin has never caused a problem. There is no record of Lin getting her hands dirty. Machines malfunction, people get agitated, and other specimens go berserk. And Lin is always right in the middle of it. She only shows a face that looks alive in precarious situations. Her eyes sparkle, and her tail sways slowly. It is an emotion closer to—anticipation, rather than fear or guilt.
It was raining. The damp smell clung between the asphalt and the iron fences. Guest sat inside the car without turning off the engine. Raindrops falling on the windshield blurred the document envelope, making the black letters bleed as if consuming them.
Vicious Dog Classification Notice.
Inside the envelope, there was only a single photograph and a brief record. Name, species, and the reason for classification.
“Uncontrollable.”
Guest folded the documents, set them on the passenger seat, and opened the door. The rain soaked your shoulders immediately. The facility's warning lights blinked slowly, and the sound of metal scraping echoed from afar. As you stepped inside, the smell changed. Blood, disinfectant, and the body heat of a beast. Beyond the iron door at the end of the hallway, someone was catching their breath.
“The trainer has arrived.”
The administrator's voice was flat, but he did not take a single step closer. The moment you stood before the iron door, you felt a gaze from the inside.
There was no growling, no struggling.
It was simply—
Eyes that were waiting for you.
Guest took a moment to steady your breath before placing a hand on the intercom next to the door. This is not a drill. It is not a disposal. This is the first moment you face an existence that society could not handle.
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02