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

After waiting for what felt like an eternity, Bb finally returned.


"Why?" he demanded, the single word trembling with disbelief.


I looked back at him, confusion flickering across my face. Tilting my head, I regarded him with wide, innocent eyes.


"Why did they choose to overlook your actions?"


"I don't know," I replied in a timid voice.


Bb muttered something beneath his breath. His voice was a tangled mess of desperation, anger, disbelief, and—


A longing that should not have existed. A longing that should have been impossible.


"They overlooked your offence while all they did to—"


"Uhm—" I interrupted. "Mind you, this was not my offence. It was a failure on your part. Your inability to explain the rules. Your negligence. All for your own twisted amusement."


"The amusement of watching a fate far more horrific than your own befall others."


As though something behind them was desperately trying to escape.


The bulging spheres expanded beyond all proportion, growing larger than its own body. The sight was wrong. Unnatural. Like reality itself had miscalculated.


The eyes burst with a wet pop, showering me with their contents.


For several seconds, neither of us spoke.


Chapter 16 - eww