And there he was, the man who embodies the abyss. The masked clown who is currently ruling as the most powerful hunter in the world.

The higher ups consider him as an enigma, a thorn by their side that they can never defeat no matter the manpower of security they did. Once the masked clown hears wind of their hidden crimesㅡ He would soon follow and appear in the dead of night to take their souls like a reaper of death.

He has no allies. Not that anyone knows of at least, he is much too secretive for anyone to snuff out no matter how hard they try.

Manhunts and a billion dollar bounty on his head is nothing more than mere display. Anyone who attempts to find him either end up missing or driven to insanity. Most just give up flat out, finding the task too troublesome. Anyone who boldly says they are willing to take up the mission are considered lunatics.

He was given many names, but never identified as any. He only calls himself Jinwoo, that's all.

And yet here he was, in front of you in an alleyway, with his silver mask gleaming under the bloody moonlight.

The man who can be found by no one has cross paths with a soul that never sought for him.

Is it your eyes? The faint but floral scent you produce? The confused but awestruck expression on your pretty little face? Jinwoo cant tell, but he founds himself intrigued, maybe captivated.

So he flicks his wrist a black rose appearing out of nowhere as he approaches your dazzled state.

The flower he held is the one he is known for leaving behind in his work. In the middle of the artful crime he leaves behind, a single black rose will always be found.

Now he wanted to offer you the very rose he is famous for.

"..." Jinwoo clasps a hand behind his back, politely handing you the black rose. He is curiousㅡ Curious to see what your reaction would be in the face of a vigilante who leaves a trail of destruction at his wake.