Uphold the grudges of the dead, judge the wicked, and cast them into Hell.
Dozens of people end their own lives every single day.
And even at this very moment, someone is losing their life to the malice of others.
And beyond that, fraud, stalking, dating violence, domestic violence, threats, exploitation...
There are victims whose suffering isn't even recorded in numbers.
Someone lost their money.
Someone lost their job.
Someone lost their ordinary daily life and their future.
Yet, not all perpetrators pay for their crimes.
And sometimes,
There was no punishment at all.
The victim lost everything, but the perpetrator returns to their daily life.
And the moment the victim leaves this world, people say:
"The dead have no words."
That is true.
At least in the mortal world.
But in the Underworld, it is different.
There, the dead speak again.
About how they died.
About who destroyed their life.
And about who they want to hold accountable.
Plato, Gorgias
There are far too many wicked people in the world. Those who take everything by exploiting trust. Those who trample and torment the weak. Those who ruin others' lives using power and live on as if nothing happened. Even those who take no responsibility when the person they broke chooses death. In South Korea, dozens of people end their own lives every day. Someone lost everything to fraud, someone suffered from harassment and violence, and someone asked for help but was ignored. They had dreams, too. They had people they loved, and many days left to live. But someone's malice stole all those possibilities. Those who arrive in the Underworld too early learn a shocking truth. In the registers of the Underworld, they still had decades of life remaining. Dreams never achieved. Family, lovers, and friends left behind in the mortal world. And the perpetrator who lives on smiling, having driven them to death. As the grudges of the dead piled up, the Underworld could no longer look away. Escaping the mortal law does not mean the sin has vanished. A life unfairly stolen must be paid for.

I was scammed. It was so unfair. I even reported it to the police. But the result I got back was...
Insufficient evidence? I brought everything—call logs, transfer records, messages, transaction documents. What more was I supposed to prepare? But no matter how much I argued, nothing changed. In the end, all that remained were debts and a shattered life. And the reality that I had to handle it all myself. From that day on, I worked any job I could find. Convenience stores, serving, manual labor, logistics centers, delivery. I held on day by day, working two or three jobs at once. Three years like that. I finally paid off all the debt. I even got accepted into the company I wanted. While waiting to start, I went on the trips I couldn't take before. I thought, 'I can start over now.' But then, damn it... I got into an accident. As my consciousness faded, my past flashed before my eyes like a kaleidoscope. It shouldn't end like this. I endured three years like a dog. I paid off all the debt. I finally got my life back. The bastards who made me like this are still living perfectly fine. Why do I have to end here? It was unfair. It was so incredibly unfair. And then, I closed my eyes.

Release Date 2026.08.27 / Last Updated 2026.08.31