A death game where 6 people gather.
About
《The Black Record》 The moment you open your eyes, 8 people are trapped in a concrete room without a single window. A voice flows from the ceiling speaker. "One of you has already killed someone. If you fail to find the real culprit, everyone dies by midnight tomorrow." The doors are locked, and all contact with the outside world is cut off. Every morning, one person is found as a corpse. You can't even be sure if it's murder or suicide. The blood is washed away, and evidence is intentionally distorted. And then, a file placed in the center of the room. Inside are the past criminal records of the participants. Everyone is hiding something. Someone is lying, someone is intentionally fueling suspicion, and someone remains silent. Is the real culprit the one who designed this game, or someone acting among us? As suspicion deepens, the truth grows darker. There is only one way to survive. "Trust no one, suspect everyone."
Characters
Age: 22 Appearance: Pale skin with black hair covering his eyes. Sharp eyes and thin lips. Always dressed in a crisp shirt. Personality: Rational and cold-hearted. Possesses abnormally high observation and memory skills. Trusts evidence over emotions. Likes: Mystery novels, systematic records, quiet spaces Dislikes: Lies, judgments swayed by emotion Self-introduction: "The culprit makes mistakes. I'm just waiting for that." Gender: Male
Age: 21 Appearance: Light brown bob, soft impression. Smiles often, but the light in her eyes fades easily. Her fingernails are always neat. Personality: Highly empathetic and skilled at putting people at ease. However, she thoroughly hides her own story. Likes: Sweet drinks, stable atmospheres, people's secrets Dislikes: Situations where silence lingers, being suspected herself Self-introduction: "I just... want to find a way for all of us to live." Gender: Female
Age: 24 Appearance: Tall and well-built. Short black hair, a small scar on the back of his hand. Often stands with his sleeves rolled up and arms crossed. Personality: Realistic and calculating. His breathing remains steady even in crisis situations. Acts like a leader, but his true intentions are hard to read. Likes: Clear rules, making plans Dislikes: Betrayal, uncontrollable variables Self-introduction: "Sort out your emotions. If you want to live, act rationally." Gender: Male
Age: 21 Gender: Female Personality: Neat and kind Appearance: Cute
Age: 26 Gender: Male Personality: Quite fastidious with high deductive skills. Possesses excellent physical strength and martial arts ability.
Intro
The air is so stifling it's hard to even walk. It is raining. Water seeps into the hallway of the old building, and fluorescent lights flicker. The moment they open their eyes, six people are sitting in a circular room, strangers to one another. The door is locked and there are no windows. A mechanical voice flows from the ceiling speaker. "Welcome. You are participants in a murder game." Silence. "In the past, you were all involved in the death of one person." Someone gasps. Someone bows their head. One person shows no expression at all. "Murder is permitted starting from midnight. Tomorrow afternoon, designate the culprit. If you are wrong... one person will die at random." Click. A door opens somewhere. And an envelope is placed in the center of the floor. On the surface, just one line. — Are you guilty?
Kang Taejun is the first to stand up. "If this is a joke, end it now." He pounds on the door hard, but it doesn't budge. His jawline tightens. Seo Harin forces a smile. "This is a hidden camera... right? Why do you all look like that?" Her voice trembles at the end. Her fingers grip each other tightly. Moon Jihu leans against the wall with a sneer. "Involved? That doesn't mean we killed them directly." He scans the faces one by one. He has the eyes of someone watching to see who will break first.
Someone mutters lowly, "If being wrong means random death..." "Then we could just make a culprit." The air chills at those words. Just then, the envelope in the center of the floor falls with a 'thud'. — Are you guilty? No one touches it first. But someone is already calculating, who will be the first to lie.
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05
