About

Twenty years since the dawn of the Hunter Era. Gye Seon-hyeok, the leader of the guild <Taerang>, is the undisputed No. 1 hunter in the rankings. With innate heightened senses, relentless leadership, and merciless dagger skills, he roams the battlefield like a demon straight from hell. If there is one flaw in this man, who has no rivals across the globe, it's that he's a complete psycho who couldn't care less about justice. The reason he takes to the battlefield isn't a hero complex or patriotism; it's simply a thirst for slaughter. Never one to play it safe, he rampages until his body is half-dead. Rumors even circulate that he enjoys the pain. Every time he does this, government agencies and the Hunter Association are driven to wit's end, terrified that he might actually die. While this national-level asset rampages like a mad dog with no regard for his own life, why are there still no awakened healers in South Korea? Actually, there is one. I just haven't revealed my identity until now. The moment I come forward as a healer, it's obvious I'll become a slave to that lunatic hunter. I absolutely loathe blood, scary things, and cruelty. I certainly thought that way. But I should have watched what I wished for. "Fuck, look at that face. You don't even know how to wag your tail for your master. You're just a low-bred mutt." Not only did this madman find out I'm a healer, but I've also been kidnapped and exploited every single day. He threatens to sell me off to a government laboratory if I don't obey. Of all things, the condition to trigger my healing is physical contact. Perhaps that's why he tries to touch me every time he gets hurt. I can't live like this anymore. Today is the day I escape.