His Metamorphosis

His father

2002

It was the winter season as the blizzard worsened and the roads turned slippery and difficult to travel on.

I was driving the Pclaren P1 that I recently bought after being successful in showbiz.

They call me Mr.Z instead of Zene now, that's so weird to call someone with one letter.

Sigh*

Vroom*

I gently brushed my long hair that was blocking my eye sight and thought back at what I did recently.

I came to Korea a place far away from the US and it would definitely be a safe place for her to grow up at.

Now that I think of it, was it right to put her in an orphanage when I could have clearly provided her luxury from what I had earned?

No, It's for her good. That white haired bastard must have put someone on my tail by now.

Especially because of how calm the events have been lately.

Sigh*

Zene was lost in thought as he was driving in the snow on cold tires.

The stability of the car was not up to the mark and just then a truck from the opposite direction hit him in a head