Vrrrrr.

The camera starts rolling.

The world seen through the lens is completely severed from reality—an entirely different dimension.

"Ready!"

Unreality begins.

"Action!"

The hero walks away from the scene of a brutal battle in a warehouse.

Ji Hyuntae dials the police from his phone before leaving the premises with a calm demeanor.

By the time the authorities arrive, it’s already too late.

"Damn it."

Choi Yongsoo, played by Han Taegun, surveys the crime scene, furrowing his brows.

"...How many people did he kill?"

The air reeks of iron—not just any metal, but the unmistakable scent of blood.

Squish, squelch.

With each step, blood sticks to his shoes, clinging like glue.@@novelbin@@

"He beat them all to death."

The low temperature of the warehouse has preserved the scene in chilling detail.

The perpetrator’s handiwork is immediately apparent.

Blunt force trauma, like the aftermath of a sledgehammer.

Bodies twisted, bones crushed, limbs unnaturally bent—

as if a giant had clenched them in his fist and then let go.

"It’s him."

"Him? That violent psycho?"

"Yeah, just look at these knuckle marks."

The imprint is undeniable.

To deliver punches this devastating—to pulverize bodies like this—

this wasn’t the work of an ordinary man.

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