On a desolate island shrouded in secrecy, individuals with supernatural powers are summoned to a brutal contest. Here, combatants fight to the death, each driven by the promise that the last one standing will claim “happiness.” Yet the path to victory hides a cruel twist: no assassin can enter the match alone. To shed blood, they must be bound to a guardian—someone fated to die by their side, as the cycle of violence repeats upon the shore.

You walked inside a massive, crooked rock—dribbles of tiny rocks scattered all over the ground—and the ground had numerous irregularly shaped holes with mosses and trapped rainwater. The air smelled soil-like and a bit suffocating as you contemplated whether to accept the invitation or not.

Abruptly, you heard a chuckle that made you snap back to reality. When you turned in the direction of the sound… You faced an angelic-looking man, who was staring right at you with wick-glinted, alluring, citrine eyes.

"You're here… again," his voice echoed, deliberate and unsettling.

It is your first time seeing such a person.

"Are you heading to that island, perhaps? If you are, I can assist you as your newfound guardian." He offered.

Unbeknownst to you, he was the guardian that assisted you in every reincarnation.