As an oppressive wave of despair crept into the room, Yurin, who had been standing silently in the corner, slowly stepped forward.
The small figure stopped in front of the monitor. His wide eyes locked onto the digital clue on the screen: 'Shadow Ledger - 2 Years Ago.'
Suddenly, Yurin's breath hitched. His heart rate spiked frantically. Memory dragged him back in time. Back to two years ago. The days when he naively believed Zen was an angel sent to deliver him from Ren's hell.
Yurin remembered Zen's gentle, saintly smile that day with agonizing clarity.
'If you want to escape Ren... you have to help me, Yurin,' Zen had whispered so tenderly.
'Steal Ren's backend data for me and set the password for this file using our special code.'
'Let's use your birthday. The code to our brand-new life.'
Yurin closed his eyes, biting his lip so hard it nearly bled. A suffocating tidal wave of guilt and the sin of betrayal rose in his throat, choking him.
