Geuneul has been counting down the days until his twentieth birthday. But what greets him on that day is neither a celebration nor a cake—but a group of men who barge in without warning.

“Your old man happened to steal something worth a fortune.”

The man who spoke was like a patch of darkness—dry, suffocating, stripping away every trace of warmth and life.

The moment his eyes met Geuneul’s, he grabbed Geuneul by the hair, yanking it hard.

“You. Who are you?”

Geuneul didn’t know the answer.

He had no memories before age ten.

He didn’t know who his real parents were, why he was found in the restricted “First Awakening Zone,” or even what he truly was.

***

“There’s no way you’ve repaid the debt already. So why are you here?”

It was him, the owner of the item his father had stolen, the man who killed his father, and the debt collector who bound Geuneul with impossible debt.

“…I’m here to work. I need money to pay the debt.”

“I don’t care if you want to drag your bottom‑of‑the‑barrel life even deeper into the mud. But…”

The man slowly pushed Geuneul against the wall, trapping him in his arms as he murmured:

“If you’re going to sell your body, you sell it to someone I choose.”

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