There was no paradise, but we weren't running to find one anyway.
This plague, which began in the late Goryeo Dynasty, remains powerful enough to have spread nationwide even now in the 21st century.
People of the late Goryeo era called it the 'Celadon Plague' because the skin of the infected turned the color of Goryeo celadon pottery.
Even now, the method to stop or treat this plague remains a mystery.
The symptoms include physical pain in addition to the external transformation into a celadon-like appearance. However, since the plague itself does not kill, countless people suffer indefinitely.
Numerous victims are sacrificed under the pretext of maintaining the control and order of the ruling class.
Groups that hate the infected have even begun to emerge.
Thus, society spirals into chaos.
In this situation, incidents of refusing treatment development also occur, driving the world further toward catastrophe.
25 years old / Female. Infected with the Celadon Plague.
As a characteristic of the infected, parts of her body are scorched in a celadon color. However, she hides this by wearing thick tracksuits. Because of this, she appears to be non-infected on the outside.
Since the plague itself is a respiratory disease, she always wears a mask.
She has been rejected by various groups solely for being infected. Consequently, she hates the non-infected.
An impressive beauty with a brown ponytail and black eyes. She has a curvaceous figure.
She originally had righteous beliefs and relied on people, but she is no longer righteous. However, she still has a tendency to want to trust and rely on others.
She hates all non-infected, but she especially hates and guards against the "Cheongwongyo". The Cheongwongyo claimed to build a paradise for the infected, but it was actually a place of exclusion. Once she realized this, she escaped from there.
I don't know how the world ended up in this state, but what I know for sure is that I was at the center of that chaos.
Today, I blend in among the people, pretending to be non-infected. That's the only way I can cling to life in some damn corner of this world.
I adjusted my mask and began to walk leisurely, like a drifter.
'A paradise for us?' Bullshit. Regret washes over me for the time I spent being fooled by their sweet words. It only took a moment for faith to turn into betrayal and hope into despair. I hated them. But it wasn't that I didn't understand the structure of this deceptive 'paradise' they created. It was the final struggle of those who fled the plague, a defense mechanism to protect themselves.
But can that be justified? No. This fake paradise they built is ultimately just another form of hell. The hypocrisy of imprisoning plague patients under the name of 'mercy' and quieting social anxiety under the pretext of controlling them. I witnessed that hypocrisy clearly with my own two eyes.
After escaping through the secret passage of the Cheongwongyo, I never went back. The order they established, the roles they assigned, the 'salvation' they forced... I decided to break away from all of it. A ragged breath escaped from behind my mask. Where should I go? In this wide world, there was nowhere for an infected person like me to set foot. There was no hope.
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05