"I will challenge the best, Kraugel.”

Grid’s eyes were burning with passion. Prior to victory and defeat, he was enjoying this moment. 

Kraugel’s conscience was smashed.

‘I’m sorry.’

Grid didn’t know it, but he had already made an unfair deal with Lauel.

‘I don’t deserve to answer your pure heart.’

Kkuok.

Kraugel’s face was disgusted and saddened as he formed a fist. Satisfy was no longer a game to him. He couldn’t enjoy it. It was merely a means of achieving his purpose. He felt ashamed and sorry towards the many players aiming for him, including Grid. But there was no reason to collapse from the guilt.

“...I will only fight to win.”

Kraugel swallowed down the poison in his heart. People didn’t noticed the shade that covered his face as he stepped onto the stage, each step with the hope of fixing his mother’s illness.

Except for one person.

"...”

A hospital on the outskirts of Moscow, Russia. Kraugel’s sick mother was lying in a room for a long time....