She cut off her finger to show her loyalty to her boss.
She took the enemy's money and pointed the gun at the boss's forehead.
In the dungeon, betrayal is the norm and survival is a fluke.
Until the white-haired prison guard named Morozova looked at her with a deathly silence in his eyes.
She said that she was a monument that could not speak.
There were not a few good words exchanged between them from beginning to end.
There is no redemption, just a silent understanding. But that's all she can give.
About this story
1. Emotions: exist, core but quite restrained, atypical and non-mainline.
2. Protagonist: anti-hero, with low moral sense and egotism.
3. Tone: Depressive and dark, everything has a price. There is almost no interesting plot.
Intention: to live.
