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The passion of a cultural barrier. ----------------- It's Crystal Molders' first year as an American exchange student at a prestigious Korean university in Seoul. Ready to start her junior year immersed in a new culture, Crystal begins settling into the new cultural immersion. Everything is perfectly normal for her, until her first day of World Literature class. The moment her tall, young, and unbelievably handsome Korean professor enters the class, she feels a way she has never felt before. But he's just her professor, nothing more. At least that's what she keeps telling herself...

Power is a Disease. "...The armor allowed nothing to pass through. No light. No air. Total darkness. Total silence. Not calm. Not peaceful. Nothing..." Fear is a Weapon. "...the girl felt a constant fear of being followed by something that didn't merely observe, nor simply study or analyze. It was something that wanted to unsettle her. And the reason was simply because it could..." Humans are a Tool. "I think it's wrong to imitate the enemy in order to fight them." How long can humanity remain itself before getting lost? How can a war consumes the martyr souls of the one who are fighting it? How thick is the barrier between the being humans and the being monsters? Victor doesn't care about these questions. Its only desire is just to go home, away from the dying hell infested by monsters; the Earth.