The Black Orlov

[Reality is cruel, because fairy tales exist only in the imagination]

The holy light of death blankets the earth, cloaked in a pure white mantle.

A sudden disaster transforms the entire world.

People gain power, but lose their lives.

Is it all salvation, or a conspiracy?

Amid the apocalyptic crisis, he wears a false mask and moves between enemy forces and government agencies, risking his life to find a way to save everyone and escape it all. But he unexpectedly discovers that he and his companions are different. The web of conspiracy has already been cast. The harder he struggles, the tighter it binds him. The deeper he investigates, the more cruel the truth becomes. Finally, as life and death part them, he gives a bitter smile. "Am I really that selfish...?" In a single night, he is transformed. He returns to face it all and gives a faint smile. "Reality is cruel, because fairy tales exist only in the imagination..."