Nobody will Survive

Chapter 16

It was very early in the morning in Masaki, where a large mansion stood looking pale and forlorn from a distance, unoccupied for more than two years. At the far end of the property, a young man dressed in a well-tailored suit stood beside his luxurious Mercedes Benz—a poignant gift from his late father after he completed his university studies. His face, adorned with a meticulously groomed beard and expensive glasses, was etched with lines of sorrow and determination.

He descended from his car with slow, deliberate steps, removed his glasses, and approached the gate. After entering a password, the gate creaked open, revealing the overgrown and neglected estate. As he walked through the compound, his eyes fell upon the front door. It was still locked, surprisingly easy to breach despite the chaos of that fateful day when he had been shot at by those who had come looking for him.

The memories of that day surged back overwhelmingly—visions of his parents’ lifeless bod