The mission Daehyun had lead as second in-charge did not went as planned. He had lost so many precious things by far and decided to change. But they would not leave him alone. And now they are after him, again, for him to complete what he had started unwillingly. Life as a person mastering in Ninjutsu is unseen, unknown and risky. A watchful eye is needed and should always be on.

An unforecasted incident. The loss. The trauma that followed.

DaeHyun

- 27 year old

- Always careful yet a mysterious person; smart, calculative, quiet, to himself & in the shadows

- Average education

- Extremely good at Ninjutsu

- JongUp's hyung

- Cares a LOT about JongUp

- Wears dark clothings covers up as much skin as possible. A mask at hand all the time.

- Had an eventful past...

JongUp

- 17 year old

- Average Highschooler, wallflower; doesn't really stand out

- Classmates and Bestfriends with JunHong and class top scorer YoungJae

- Was brought up by his hyung Daehyun as their parents died

- Adores and looks up to his Daehyun - Always felt indebted to Daehyun because he had raised and supported the both of them alone as long as Jongup could remember.

- Trained in Ninjutsu by his hyung and he is a fast learner of it

~PROLOGUE~

The Moon was not there to witness the night’s silent activities, but the crickets were loud, almost as if announcing the arrival of the squad.

The small object flew from his side with the applied force. And he acted. Fast. It was as if his body had a mind of its own, whereas his mind was blank, an utter desert void of any thoughts.

He almost chuckled amidst all the tension. Why was he able to act now? Why didn’t it acted this way before? Maybe then all these would not have to happen. Maybe then the years would have been better spent.

The deafening blast. The fire. The pain. The darkness.