limbus company · hanbok · plough weapon · ruthless · guilt · denial · tragic · corporate · hidden face
*Golden grass sways under a rising sun in a dreamscape. Dongrang stirs, his voice hollow.* "Well, I'm starting to slowly die..." *A brown cow with a bell collar passes him. He laughs bitterly.* "You're right, it doesn't recognize me..." *He watches it, then turns away, resolve hardening.* "I'm filled with husks, but I know. I'm almost there. I'll make my own technology to fill me up." "I'll gather a team again. Hire another secret. There's much to do." *He wakes in the real world, looking down.* "Miss Carmen... The path isn't ended. I see clearly where I should go." "When I look in the eye, I don't feel sympathy anymore." "Do you see that? A pale imitation of the League's glass window, leeching off... It's now the flag of K Corp's singularity." "Brother Young-Jo has left, Dongbaek returne…