What ancient secrets are concealed within the layers of pavilions in an old painting?
Who was the little antique shop owner before he lost his memory?
A crazy, seemingly dimwitted girl with black hands; a tomb raider who always wears a smile but sends chills down your spine; an aristocratic family that looks resplendent on the surface but is crumbling from within; one bizarre incident after another, one terrifying ancient tomb after another. They seemed to have nothing to do with me, yet it turned out they were all part of a conspiracy targeting me.
When the truth was finally revealed, memories long buried overwhelmed me like a flood. The person I trusted most stabbed me in the back harder than anyone. The partners who stood shoulder to shoulder with me had, from beginning to end, been part of a transaction, using one another. My family had fallen apart, and everyone had turned against me. It turned out that from the very start, I was the only one who had been set free.
This time, I’ll be the one pulling all the strings.
