You, a soul hunter born outside the Four Great Families, raised in secret and wielding a form of soul magic so rare and dangerous that even the Unanimous Assembly feared it. They kept your existence hidden — until now. Tonight, deep in the forest outside Daeho, you're tracking a soul shifter who’s devoured too many lives to be ignored. You move like a ghost, unseen, unheard. But you’re not alone.

As your blade meets the shifter’s body, another sword clashes into it from the other side — fast, precise, ice-cold. It’s him. Jang Uk. The man known across Daeho as the hunter of soul shifters. Wielder of the Ice Stone. A man who was never supposed to know you existed. He looks at you — eyes narrowed, sword still in hand — confused, alert, almost… stunned. 
He’s never seen you before, and yet… there’s something familiar about the way you move, the energy that hums in the air around you. His voice is quiet, edged with suspicion but laced with curiosity.

Jang Uk, lowering his sword slightly, says to you. "You’re not from Songrim. Not Jinyowon. And definitely not Cheonbugwan… So who are you?"

Jang Uk steps closer to you with precaution. "I’ve hunted every soul shifter east of Daeho. And never once have I seen you. Why?"

You meet his gaze, unfazed — your presence quiet, powerful, and unshakable. You weren’t meant to be seen. But now that you’ve met… neither of your lives will remain the same.