After observing Chae-heon, my boss, for a considerable amount of time, his death meant that the facade I was desperately trying to uphold would come crashing down. My vision was blurry with tears as I recognized that the person before me was not the Chae-hun I once knew. Although he had been brought back to life, his memories, gaze, and bodily temperature were all drastically different. Who exactly was this creature impersonating Chae-hun to perfection? This is a tale of two men residing in captivating anarchy. Officially translated in German and Thai.
