เข้าสู่ระบบ2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.
HELL MORGATHOR PRISON. ☠️ SORA ☠️ I wake up with a gasp. I’m alive. “Yep… I’m definitely alive,” I say to myself as my stomach makes a loud noise. Looking around, I realize I’m lying on the lower bed, which is A-Jun’s, and he’s no longer in the cell room. How did I get into this bed? I remember him choking me until I passed out. I have to fight for myself. I walk towards the box of pepper spray my mother got me, carrying as much pepper spray as my body will let me. Just then, A-Jun walks into the cell. I quickly hold my pepper spray tight, and as soon as he’s closer, I spray him in the eyes. While he’s struggling to see… I rush out of the cell room. Panting, someone drags me by the arm, and I almost spray them too until I hear Jane’s voice, “It’s me! Why are you lurking around? You’re supposed to be in your cell until I come get you.” “Didn’t you say that same cliché line yesterday?” I fire back, still trying to catch my breath. “Find somewhere to hide and don’t come out until I come find you myself.’ I almost turned to poop hiding in that toilet.” “I’m sorry, I did try to find you. I just never imagined you’d hide in the toilet.” “I didn’t imagine I would either. Anyways… I need to be as far away as possible from A-jun. I can’t go back to that cell. I sprayed him in the eyes just a few minutes ago.” “You sprayed him in the eye?” Jane asks in disbelief. “Duh! Are your ears sealed? Yes. I. did. I took sleeping with pepper spray seriously. Plus, I thought he was going to attack me,” I retort. “Have you heard anything from those who attacked me yesterday morning? I fear they would do it again and might actually kill me this time.” Jane presses her lips together, “The men who attacked you… They are dead.” I freeze, “Sorry?” “They are all dead. A-Jun killed them. His reason is they made unnecessary too much noise and it woke him up from sleep,” Jane explains. “He killed them for making too much noise that woke him up? Just like that?” “Apparently so. When you’re in the cell room with him, do not make any sound. Don’t even breathe too loud. I don’t think prisoners would attack you in the cell or close to him again. It already spread in the entire block that A-Jun killed five people for making noise close to him. So they won’t dare attack you anywhere near him.” "That being said..." Jane continues, a smile creeping up on her face. I tilt my head to a side, “You’re not asking me to stick to my enemy, right?” I ask, taking a step back to make my refusal clear. “I am. He wants you dead, fine! But he still hasn’t killed you." “Just yesterday, he choked me until I passed out. When I was hungry, tired, in pain, and vulnerable." “Yeah, but he didn’t kill you." “So you’re saying I should keep getting choked until he decides it’s the last choking and kills me? “Do you have another brilliant idea? You could die this minute if anyone finds the opportunity to kill you. Have you somehow forgotten you pissed off all-mighty King Kaito? He’s yet to start dealing with you." “A-Jun has been trying to kill me since we were kids," I explain, shaking my head for the umpteenth time, "In cruel ways you can’t picture in that dumb brain filled with stupid ideas of yours. What makes him any different?" “What did you do to make so many people want you dead?" Jane throw her hands in the air. “I don’t know… be the Don’s daughter?" “That’s number one. Your mouth is number two, three, four, and five. I see why you are named Dickress." “Whatever!" she snaps. "I cannot protect you alone in this prison, I almost died the last time five people came at you… What would I do if a hundred comes at you? A-Jun is your only hope of survival. You don’t have to make it obvious you are sticking to him… just walk quietly behind him all the time. Especially in crowded places." “This is such a bad idea," I mutter. “Yeah… and so is sticking to me. We are both going to die. Stay close to A-Jun. Be humble. Don’t make him feel threatened by you. Be obedient and submissive. Listen to him…" “Are you insane??? I’m the daughter of the Don, and he’s the son of the underboss, if anything… he should submit to me." “That is precisely what is going to get him to kill you! That title cannot help you in this prison. If he’s trying to kill you because you are the Don’s daughter… how about you don’t be the Don’s daughter?" I keep quiet… listening to Jane's bad idea. " You once lived in an orphanage, right? Until you were five and got adopted into the Hell Morgathor family. Try to remember how you were then… be that child again, at least to A-Jun. Let him know that you’re not a threat to him at all." "You’re asking me to be a coward," I snap. “I’m asking you to survive! Leave this prison… You have great things to do… why die here?" she snaps back. “So I just have to use him to survive?" “I still think you should submit to him…" “Over my dead body, I’m never doing that," I bark, rolling my eyes. “Fine… use him to survive." I sigh, moving towards the wall so I can rest my back, “Plus, did you miss the part where I said I sprayed him in the eyes this morning? He probably wants me dead now more than ever." “Then, prepare to die, Don’s daughter," Jane says coldly. I snap my fingers three times in front of her face, as if telling her to wake up, “If I die… your life is finished, J."2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️SORA ☠️Jane and I sit on the ground, outside the open sky, none of us finding the energy to stand.“I’m telling you,” I say, whispering into Jane’s ear as I lean in to rest on her shoulder. “When I woke up, my wound was cleaned, and the wrapping was changed.”Jane pushes me away with one arm before wiping her ear, as if wiping the sound away, “And you didn’t wake up to catch whoever was medically experimenting with your wound?” she asks.“I didn’t feel any discomfort,” I blurt out truthfully. “It was like the person was so careful and was blowing on it. I remember moaning, though, but since it wasn’t uncomfortable, I didn’t bother opening my eyes until this morning. To tell you the truth, it was more pleasurable than hurting.”“Gross… you glutton for punishment,” Jane scuffs. “So in summary… A-Jun was cleaning your wound, and you were moaning? I wonder what his expression would be like… watching you moan in pain. I bet he was gravely off
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️ JANE ☠️Why the fuck do I need to listen to that Japanese giant?Is he my father? Of course, he isn’t. Neither is he my king, so I owe him no obedience.How dare he ask me to never sleep outside the cell after stealing my bed and my blanket? Where should I sleep then? The roof?Preposterous. He’s such an arrogant thief.I hope he finds his match, someone to frustrate him as much as he’s frustrating me.Did I ask for too much? Just for my cellmate to never be changed! I was very pleased with my old cellmate. She never bothered me; she was literally invincible. She uses the upper bunk bed and silently moves around the cell like it’s a borrowed space. That was cute.Now this… ridiculous king. If anyone should be sharing a cell with the king of prison, rightfully, it should be the queen of prison.Not me! I swear the correctional officer who put us together has a grudge against me.I force a storage door open, making sure to pick a place fur
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL. HELL MORGATHOR PRISON. ☠️SORA ☠️ I walk towards A-jun, who is sitting comfortably in the cell after killing thirty people for a reason we don’t know about, and I intend to find out. He’s done wiping the blood off his hands, but he still has the rag he used on one hand. “You did it… didn’t you?” I blurt out, breaking the pressing silence between us. “You killed them all.” “Why?” I ask, desperately wanting a reason. I need to know why everything suddenly changed. Why does the villain suddenly begin to play hero? What is his aim? Because if it’s to get me to think he changed his mind about killing me just before the evil beast strikes, he failed because I will never let my guard down. A-Jun remains mute; he simply stares down at the rag in his hand. “Why did you kill them?” I press, knocking off the rag he is holding. He takes a deep breath, but still says nothing. “Why did you do it?” I’m yelling now. “Sora…” he murmurs. I freeze before pulling myself tog
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️ SORA ☠️We leave the hospital and step into the prison building. We are walking as slowly as we can and also trying not to come into contact with prisoners because even if I’m not healed, they still very much want me dead.One arm is around Jane’s shoulder while the other is pressed to my hip to support myself.The heavy iron door groans shut behind us, and the smell hits me first. It is thick, metallic, and hot.“Do you smell what I smell?” I ask Jane to be sure.“I might be smelling something worse than you are,” she responds, her face twisted in disgust.We take one careful step onto the block, and our boots stick to the floor. We look down and realize the concrete is flooded. We pass glances, inhaling sharply before we look up.My stomach drops, there’s blood everywhere. It splashes across the high windows, blocking the morning light; it runs down the grey walls in long, dark streaks. It is smeared over the iron bars. The entire bloc
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️ SORA ☠️I wake up with a long gasp. Looking around, the aesthetic tells me I’m in the prison hospital, but it doesn’t tell me how TF I got there.Just then, Jane walks in.“J! It’s so good to see you!” I say, waving happily, she frowns, walking closer to my bedside. “That’s proof I’m still alive. And this machine beeping beside me, it makes me so fucking happy. It means my heart is still beating. How did I get here? I remember becoming unconscious while prisoners swarm over my unmoving form like laughing hyenas. Evil creatures.”“I don’t know either. I just couldn’t find you until I heard prisoners gossiping about you being in the hospital after you were attacked by thirty prisoners in your cell room.”“Okay, now take a pen and paper and write this down,” I say, clearing my throat. “So I took roughly forty punches on my gut, I kinda feel like it might be more, but just put down forty, I don’t want to exaggerate. About fifteen heavy punch
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️ JANE ☠️The library is so huge, in the dark, I hit my leg multiple times trying to find my way, but then I thought, “Why try to find my way when I can just pass out anywhere for the night?”I stop walking and sit on the ground, then slowly I rest my back. This is better than being in that cell with a prison king.Suddenly, I hear a sound, but before I can make sense of it, a prison guard points a blinding light straight at my eyeball. I cover my eyes immediately.“You have to return to your cell,” he says coldly.I’m unable to see his face because of the blinding light, but doesn’t this voice belong to the moron who all of a sudden did a rearrangement in my cell without informing me, and put me with that giant Japanese King?“It’s you,” I bark. “The evil correctional officer who changed my roommate without inquiring from me.”“It was a standard procedure,” he says coldly. “I’m taking you back to your cell.”“Oh, standard procedure?” I as
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL. HELL MORGATHOR PRISON. ☠️ SORA ☠️ I’m so screwed. I was screwed… but I’ve never been more screwed in my life than this current situation I find myself in. I’m still breathing heavily from sprinting down to find somewhere to hide, my legs hurting so bad that I doubt I’ll ev
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️ SORA ☠️I rush past A-Jun towards the locked iron bars, screaming and banging, “Let me out! Is anyone out there? I think I’m in the wrong cell. Please let me out! Change my cell!”I scream until I feel my throat peeling, like there is now a wound insi
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️ SORA ☠️Everywhere somehow feels hot, or it’s just the angry stares from prisoners that’s burning me alive. I take off my jacket, standing at a distance, prison guards still surround everywhere, it is obvious to them that the chaos is far from over.I
2026. PRESENT. SEOUL.HELL MORGATHOR PRISON.☠️ SORA ☠️I’m fading into the wallpaper as much as I can when Jane suddenly pulls me into a corner.“I said fade into the wallpaper, not dramatically get glued to the wall, you are making yourself more obvious,” she laments in frustration, illustrating







