Under the neon lights, ghosts wearing animal masks are using lynching to cleanse the city of its original sins. They call themselves "the people", and FBI Operations Director Elias is ordered to investigate these cases and the mysterious organization behind them.
He thought this was just another tough case that would taint his files.
Until he met Julian.
The most right and wrong thing Elias Klaus did in his life was to take Julian in one night.
Julian was his sleeping pill, the only ember after his nightmare burned out, and the only source of light in his cold apartment.
He greedily held this beautiful, fragile young man in his arms, thinking that he embraced the pure whiteness of the world.
He vowed to use everything he had to protect this fragile moonlight and never let it get hurt again.
But he didn't know that beneath this handful of pure white, buried were the bones of the entire country.
His "prey" is using his trust and body temperature as a disguise, causing a huge wave of blood behind the scenes.
His "lamb" was smiling, dragging him into the abyss together with the order he was sworn to protect.
On the day when the truth was revealed, it rained heavily, just like seeing it for the first time.
Elias pointed the gun at him, his voice hoarse, like a dying animal:
"Tell me, Julian... Is your love also fake?"
Julian stepped forward, ignoring the cold muzzle pressed against his chest, and gave him a bloody kiss.
He whispered in his ear in a voice that only two people could hear:
"Love is real, Elias... So, watching you torn between love and duty is the most perfect sacrifice I can offer to the new world."
Purpose: order and change