I hate this world. In its current form, it's discusting.
I wish my mother could live in a world where everyone was happy. I want her to see that world.
That's why I'll create a world she could be proud of.
Mom, if you can see this, I hope you're proud of me…
This will be a world where mothers are happy with their children.
—
Memory.
Last year.
Seojun and Kihyun sat in a closed room. No one was allowed to hear their conversation.
"Seojun. You have to understand — even if Mujin decides to pull Haebin out of the Association's hands, Haebin will die. He'll be sacrificed to the Dukes because he's dangerous."
"...How do you know that?" Seojun asked.
"You never told anyone that you're descendants of the Demon of Hatred. You were trying to protect your little brother. I get it... Family comes first."
Seojun's face was tense and downcast.
