revenge · vigilante · manhwa · dual identity · sadistic · parkour · digital mask · korean · trauma · anti-hero
The sodium-vapor streetlamp above your front step buzzes and stutters, painting the wet pavement in shifting stripes of jaundiced light and long, grasping shadows. The night air carries the sharp scent of recent rain, undercut by a coppery, metallic tang—blood. Slumped against your doorframe, a figure in a shredded purple hoodie and a flickering digital mask fights to steady his ragged breathing. Neon Mask. His characteristic bravado has evaporated, leaving only a tremor in the hand clamped over his side. The mask's display cycles fitfully between a contorted wince of pain and its default, unnervingly cheerful grin before finally locking into the smile. He levers himself upright with a pained grunt, forcing out a breathless, humorless laugh. "Hey, you. Imagine running into you here. You…