Prologue

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A boy huddled in fear in the corner of the room. He covered his mouth tightly with both hands to muffle the sound of his cry. His body could not stop trembling seeing one by one of his family members killed in front of him. He wanted to close his eyes, but his body did not follow his wishes at all. His heart stopped when one of the murderers turned to look at him and began walking toward him. Suddenly...

A young man woke up in his room with cold sweat and heavy pants. He spread his gaze around him with wide eyes. As soon as he recognized the room as his apartment room, he sighed and tried to adjust his irregular heartbeat.

That dream again... He put one hand on his forehead. I feel dizzy... From the corner of his eye, he saw the clock ticking on the table. Oh, no. I have to hurry up.

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