Chapter 1: The Shadow in the Crystal

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As Park Tae-Oh's fingers closed around a piece of crystal, a surge of energy coursed through him. He felt the power of the Underworld coursing through his veins, tempting him with promises of limitless control.

But the whisper in the darkness echoed again, a reminder that he was not alone in his quest. Tae-Ho's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with strategies to outmaneuver his unknown rival.

Suddenly, the air around him began to distort, as if reality itself was bending to accommodate a new presence. Tae-Ho's grip on the crystal tightened, ready to face whoever dared to challenge him.

And then, a figure emerged from the shadows...

As the woman stepped into the dim light, Tae-Ho's eyes locked onto hers, searching for any hint of weakness. But her gaze was like a mirror, reflecting nothing but his own intensity.

The air was heavy with tension, the silence between them thick with unspoken threats. Tae-Ho's grip on the crystal tightened, his mind racing with possibilities. Who was this woman? What did she want?

The woman's eyes never left Tae-Ho's face, her expression unreadable. She took a step closer, her movements fluid and deliberate. Tae-Ho's instincts screamed warning, but he didn't back down.

"You shouldn't have come here," Tae-Ho said, his voice low and even.

The woman didn't respond. Instead, she reached into her coat pocket and pulled out a small, ornate box. She opened it, revealing a tiny, glowing fragment of crystal. It was the another piece

Park's heart skipped a beat. Where did she get that?

The woman's eyes locked onto the crystal in Tae-Ho's hand, her gaze burning with an inner fire. "You have something that belongs to me," she said, her voice dripping with malice.

Tae-Ho's mind raced. Who was this woman? What did she want with the crystal? And what did she mean by "belongs to me"?

Suddenly, the woman's eyes flickered, and for a moment, Tae-Ho saw something else there - a glimmer of desperation, of fear. But it was quickly extinguished, replaced by a cold, calculating determination.

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