After the betrayal by her family and being killed by her blood-related mother, Jiho closed her eyes, seeking an end to her suffering while already ensured to mess their life after she peacefully slept. However, when she opened them again, she found herself in a white room facing her dead master. "You have broken your promise, so as your punishment, you must live in another world until I am satisfied," he declared. Upon reopening her eyes, Jiho found herself in an ancient-looking room, and what was even more shocking was that it was an ABO-type world. In this world, aside from men and women, there were individuals who appeared more delicate than men but could give birth refered as mer. Jiho who hates relationship. What a peculiar fate awaited her?
The soft crackle of the fireplace filled the room, but Joon Su's thoughts were elsewhere, distant and troubled. His hand instinctively moved over his belly, the faint stirrings of the child within, a reminder of the calm, the hope he was clinging to. Yet, the unease from the capital gnawed at him, something felt wrong.
Without warning, his eyes sharpened, and he sat up straighter, the warmth in his expression replaced by a cold, authoritative edge. His gaze flickered toward the ceiling, where the faintest movement could be seen—a shadow lurking just beyond sight.
"Come down," Joon Su's voice cut through the room with unexpected command, firm and resolute.
The others looked at him in surprise, but before they could react, a figure dropped from the rafters, landing gracefully in a crouch. A man dressed in all black, face half-hidden by a mask, knelt before Joon Su. The shadow guard—one of their most trusted—had been watching, waiting. Now, summoned.