Late one night, I found myself drawn to a part of the house I had never dared explore—the study. The room was dark, lit only by a single desk lamp, its light falling on stacks of papers and locked boxes. My pulse was steady, but inside, my mind raced with questions. I needed to know if the killer copy was connected to me.
I rifled through old files and documents, searching for any clue about my mother's secret. As I opened a dusty, forgotten folder, a series of letters and medical records spilled out. They spoke of experiments, hidden projects, and a lineage of children created with one purpose—to be the perfect predator. Every page confirmed what I had begun to suspect: I was not the only one.
The papers revealed a name repeated over and over—Choi Taesung. My blood ran cold as I learned that Taesung was my half-brother, one of many children my mother had borne in secret. My mother, Seong Minji, had long used her charm and meticulous planning to breed children like us, molding us to be flawless killers. Each one was a test, a piece of her larger design, and I was simply the most promising of them all.
Every line of text painted a clearer picture of the dark family I never knew existed. Taesung was not just another student; he was family—a secret brother whose existence was hidden behind layers of lies. The truth was brutal: our mother had been creating monsters like us for years, a legacy of death and calculated cruelty.
I stared at the documents, the words searing into my mind. The revelation shook the foundation of everything I believed. In that silent, dusty room, I felt a mix of betrayal and a strange sense of belonging. My life, carefully controlled and perfectly crafted, was now a part of a larger, horrifying experiment.
The pieces fell together in a grim puzzle. My existence was no accident, and neither was Taesung's. The secret of our bloodline was a curse and a twisted inheritance—a bond forged in deception and darkness. And now, as I held the evidence in my hands, I understood that the game was about to change. The true battle was only beginning, with family ties now tangled in a web of death and betrayal.