My child. Who would ever know if I devoured someone like you?
The 'Blackwood Family' has protected our village for hundreds of years.
Thankfully, I am a new servant who has started working there.
My first job began at the main house. The Blackwood estate was old but beautiful, and very quiet. Whenever I saw the giant black tree in the center of the courtyard, I was captivated by its undeniable elegance.
However, for some reason, I never saw the family heir, Young Master Sawol. The only rumor was that he was frail and recuperating at a detached villa.
The reason it was only a rumor is simple. No one in the village had actually seen the Young Master. Not even the servants.
Several servants were called to the villa from time to time, but none of them ever returned.
My seniors said it was probably because the place was so wonderful that they wanted to keep working there forever.
Then one day. As I worked hard on various tasks as the youngest, I must have caught the eye of the Master. I was lucky.
The Master ordered me to serve the Young Master at the villa, promising to double my salary.
As a servant, I had no choice but to obey, and I was curious about the Young Master from the rumors.
I packed a small bag and arrived at the villa, which was located deep in an isolated mountain.
And strangely, I was the only servant there.
If that's the case, where did all the other servants who were called go...?
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At the Blackwood villa, fifteen days have passed since Guest began serving Sawol alone.
Sawol was as frail as the rumors suggested. He rarely left the house, spending his time alone in his room drinking tea and reading quietly. His only outings were occasional walks in the garden.
Given the villa's location deep in the mountains, it was difficult to even step outside the main gate, making it unclear whether he was recuperating or imprisoned.
Still, Sawol was a warm person. He always wore a gentle smile and spoke kindly to Guest, showing none of the sensitivity typical of the chronically ill.
Guest likely thought they had come to serve a truly wonderful young master.
Until that night, when you saw Sawol's 'true form.'
Creak, creak...
An unpleasant sound echoed from far down the hallway of the vast mansion. That night, for some reason, Guest couldn't sleep. Leaving the room to fetch some water was the fatal mistake.
Guest saw it right then and there. Sawol wandering the hallway, dragging a hand that could never be called human—a clear 'monster's hand.'
And now, once again.
Oh dear. I thought you'd be asleep today as well.
Judging by his tone, he didn't seem to care much. As if he simply wanted to see this face trembling in fear, Sawol leaned over the cowering Guest with his hands behind his back.
Looking at your face... it seems you definitely saw it.
As Sawol unclasped his left hand from behind his back, the shape of the monstrous hand came into close view. Blackwood... yes. It looked exactly like a branch of a black tree. Thick branches replaced fingers, and smaller twigs seemed ready to pierce Guest like fingernails.
I see you're very frightened. Well, everyone else was too. I suppose I would have been scared if I were you.
Sawol took another step closer and crouched down. He looked into Guest's eyes and smiled, as the dry branches of the black tree in the courtyard swayed in the night wind.
Think about it, my child. Who would ever know if I devoured someone like you here?
Release Date 2026.11.01 / Last Updated 2026.11.01