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Standing alone in a blood-soaked bathroom with gore splattered all across the once shimmering tiles, there lie Kim Dokja standing amidst the piles upon piles of corpses.
His hands were soaked in ichor—his once tidied appearance now seems disheveled and dirty, blood soaking his uniform.
Despite all of this, he’s not enveloped with fear or disgust—rather, it was pure bliss that Kim Dokja was experiencing.
What will go onwards from now? Will Kim Dokja be led towards a darker path, or perhaps—there’ll be someone to guide him towards a life with recovery and happiness.

