In a nation ruled by quiet control, the government doesn’t just eliminate threats—

it rewrites them.

Years ago, two siblings were discarded by that system, abandoned under the guise of state necessity. Forced to survive in the shadows, they grew up taking on dangerous, illegal work—learning how power really functions.

And they never forgot who put them there.

Revenge wasn’t a dream.

It was a plan.

Carefully constructed, piece by piece.

The protagonist doesn’t aim directly for the top. He targets what connects to it.

So when he infiltrates an elite gathering, it isn’t for a simple assassination.

the son of a powerful government director—was never meant to be the final target.

He was meant to be used.

A way in.

But the plan falters the moment they meet.

He sees through him instantly—tearing apart his disguise, exposing his methods, and refusing to play the role assigned to him. Instead of becoming a pawn, he becomes something far more dangerous:

An equal on the board.

Because he knows things.

Things he shouldn’t.

Behind the government’s polished image lies a hidden system—one that abducts the world’s most dangerous individuals, erases their memories, and forces them into controlled environments known as “instances.”

Places where identities are stripped.

Where people are turned into experiments.

Where the dead… don’t always stay dead.

Officially, He is one of them.

Declared dead.

Erased from the public world.

And yet—

he stands ruins left by the god.

Alive.

Watching.

Playing his own game.

Realizing the scale of what he’s stepped into, the protagonist abandons patience. Instead of waiting, he accelerates his plan—launching an attack on a government facility tied to the system.

It’s a move that was meant to seal his fate.

Captured and “executed”, he becomes the epitome of punishment to those who desire .

But the government doesn’t waste what it can use.

His death isn’t an end.

It’s a transition.

When he awakens again, it’s not in the world he tried to destroy—

but inside it.

An instance.

No memories. No identity.

Only fragments.

A lingering sense of purpose.

A name he can’t recall.

A sister he’s forgotten.

And somewhere within the system—

a man who was supposed to be a chess piece…

but was never one to begin with.

and a broad ear to ear grin

Dumbass," BB roared. "Why the fuck would you kill the protagonist?"


"The whole world is designed around her. It's dependent on her."


BB—the butterfly whose expressions shouldn't have been readable, yet somehow always looked proud and condescending—snorted.


"What else? You're in the void between worlds now. You've been thrown out of the previous one and haven't been accepted by your own."


"What else?" BB continued. "You'll be executed. Then you'll be merged with the consciousness of the next criminal. I've already sent the report, so don't bother begging for mercy."


"Why should I? Nothing of value is going to happen."


The surroundings became eerily quiet. Maybe they always had been. Maybe I was simply too distracted by the constant bickering in my head to notice.


I was sitting between two doors, suspended in what resembled a pool enclosed by mirrored walls.


From every direction, my reflection stared back at me.


Each one wore the same strange smile—


A smile stretched impossibly wide, the corners of my mouth hooked upward as if invisible fingers were pulling them apart. 


It looked more like a crack splitting a mask.


Chapter 15 - what will happen next