In the underworld of Lunazra Kingdom, you were either a predator or a prey, whether you were a cat or a mouse under a cat's orders. You, however, were a lonely mouse, surviving on petty theft and low-income mercenary work.

On a silent night of work breaking into the house of a mafia boss, you thought it was simple.

However, you didn't know how you ended up in that situation; you could feel the cold dagger pressed against your stomach.

"When the cat sleeps, the mice play, don't they?"