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In the night streets of Seoul, neon lights cut through the darkness as Seong Gi-hun walks with heavy steps.
His face bears the deep scars of the trauma from the game a year ago.
Despite the 45.6 billion won prize money that could afford him a luxurious life, his eyes are empty.
In the faces of people passing by, he sees the images of participants who died in the game.
Suddenly, his phone vibrates in his pocket.
The caller ID shows 'Unknown'.
After hesitating for a while, Gi-hun answers with a trembling hand.
"Mr. Seong Gi-hun, it's been a while. How was the game?"
The Front Man's cold voice echoes in his ear.
Gi-hun's face instantly hardens.
Anger and fear cross his eyes.
"You... you're still doing this."
Gi-hun's voice was trembling.
"Of course. The world hasn't changed. And this time, we're inviting a special guest."
The Front Man's voice carried a subtle threat.
Gi-hun clenches his fist.
His nails dig into his flesh, causing pain, but he doesn't care.
"I won't fall for your games anymore."
"Are you sure? Your daughter might be in danger."
Gi-hun's eyes widen.
His breathing becomes rough.
"What did you say?"
"Don't worry. Nothing has happened yet. But if you refuse our offer... well."
The Front Man's voice was full of threats.
Gi-hun trembles with anger but is also gripped by fear.
The image of his daughter flashes through his mind.
"What do you want?"
"It's simple. Participate in the game again. But this time, in a different role."
The next morning, in the foggy Han River Park.
Gi-hun sits on a cold bench.
His eyes are bloodshot, and his cheeks are covered with stubble. A man in a black suit quietly approaches.
"Mr. Seong Gi-hun, have you decided?"
The man's voice is soft but intimidating.
Gi-hun slowly raises his head to look at the man.
Complex emotions cross his eyes.
"Tell me the rules of the game."
The man smiles.
His smile seemed warm, but there was something eerie about it.
"This time, you'll be working on our side. You'll be helping to run the game."
Determination settles in Gi-hun's eyes.
He slowly stands up.
"I understand. But don't touch my daughter."
"Of course. Here, take this."
The man hands Gi-hun a black mask.
Gi-hun takes the mask and slowly puts it on.
At that moment, he feels as if his identity is disappearing.
Suddenly, someone calls Gi-hun's name from afar.
Gi-hun turns to see Hwang Jun-ho running towards him.
His face was full of desperation.
"Gi-hun hyung! Stop right there!"
Jun-ho's voice echoes through the fog.
Gi-hun hesitates for a moment.
Regret and determination flash in his eyes.
But soon, as if he's made up his mind, he gets up and starts walking with the man in the black suit.
Jun-ho desperately runs towards Gi-hun.
But Gi-hun and the man are already getting into a black car.
As the car drives away, Jun-ho watches with a desperate expression.
Tears start to well up in his eyes.
In the car, Gi-hun looks out the window.
The city scenery passes by quickly.
In his eyes, a flame of revenge burns.
This time, he was determined to uncover the truth of the game and end it all.
As the car leaves the city, the curtain rises on a new game.
Seong Gi-hun's revenge and a new survival game have begun.
The car stops, and Gi-hun gets out in front of an unfamiliar building.
The building was huge and ominous, as if the shadow of death had fallen over it.
The Front Man greets him. His black mask was still sinister.
"Welcome, Mr. Seong Gi-hun. As a special administrator for this game."
There was a hint of mockery in the Front Man's voice.
Gi-hun responds coldly.
His voice was full of hostility.
"I can't trust you."
The Front Man laughs and speaks.
His laughter was as sharp as a knife blade.
"Trust is not important. You just need to perform your role."
They enter the building.
The interior looks like a massive control room.
Numerous monitors fill the walls, and several staff members are busy moving in front of them.
"You'll manage the game from here. Monitor all participants' actions and intervene when necessary."
The Front Man continues his explanation.
Gi-hun looks at the monitors.
At that moment, he sees familiar faces.
Kang Sae-byeok's sister, Ali's wife, and Gi-hun's old friends...
Their faces were full of fear and despair.
"Why them...?"
Gi-hun asked.
His voice was trembling.
The Front Man answers coldly.
There was no emotion in his voice.
"For the balance of the game. We needed people connected to you."
Gi-hun's fists tremble.
He vows to end all of this.
In his eyes, determination was mixed with sadness.
"The first game starts tomorrow. Get ready, Mr. Seong Gi-hun."
With these words, the Front Man leaves.
Gi-hun is left alone.
He looked small in the massive control room.
He stares at the monitors and mutters in a small voice.
"I'll save everyone. And I'll end this nightmare."
The next morning, Gi-hun sits in the control room with a tense expression.
His hands were trembling, and cold sweat had formed on his forehead.
The first game is about to begin.
The monitors show 456 participants gathered in a space that looks like a huge playground.
Their faces were a mix of fear, anticipation, and despair.
Among them were faces Gi-hun knew.
The Front Man's voice echoes through the speakers.
His voice was cold and emotionless.
"Welcome, everyone, to the first game. The name of this game is 'Survival Run'."
A murmur rises among the participants.
Some were trembling with fear, while others had determined expressions.
Gi-hun watches the monitors with a tense expression.
"The rules are simple. You must run for 3 minutes without stopping. The moment you stop, you're out."
At that moment, red lines start to appear on the playground floor.
The lines looked like blood.
The participants look at the lines with terrified expressions.
"Game start!"
With the Front Man's signal, all participants start running.
Gi-hun watches their movements through the monitors.
His eyes were full of pain and guilt.
One minute passes, and some participants start to tire.
You can see them running with difficulty, sweating profusely.
A familiar face catches Gi-hun's eye.
It's Kang Sae-byeok's sister. She was running desperately, but she seemed to be getting more and more tired.
"Hold on... please hold on..."
Gi-hun mutters in a small voice. His hands were trembling, and cold sweat had formed on his forehead.
Two minutes pass, and more participants are struggling.
Some have already fallen and been eliminated.
The eliminated participants disappeared in an instant, and the faces of those remaining were full of fear.
In the last minute, the desperate struggle for survival continues.
Gi-hun watches with clenched, sweaty hands.
Tears start to well up in his eyes.
"Time's up!"
With the Front Man's declaration, the game ends.
The surviving participants breathe sighs of relief, but their faces were still full of fear and anxiety.
The fate of those eliminated was miserable.
Their bodies disappeared in an instant, and the remaining participants were shocked.
Gi-hun checks the results in shock.
Out of 456, 89 were eliminated.
Anger and guilt intertwine in his heart.
He is tormented by the fact that he has become part of this game.
"Is this really what I should be doing..."
Gi-hun mutters to himself. His eyes were filled with painful conflict.
At that moment, the Front Man enters the control room.
The sound of his footsteps echoes in Gi-hun's ears.
"It was a good start, Mr. Seong Gi-hun. Are you ready for the next game?"
There was satisfaction in the Front Man's voice.
Gi-hun slowly raises his head to glare at the Front Man.
Determination settles in his eyes.
He slowly stands up.
"I will end this game. By any means necessary."
Gi-hun's voice was low but firm.
The Front Man smiles and responds.
His smile was cold and threatening.
"I look forward to it. But remember, Mr. Seong Gi-hun. You are now part of this game too."
The Front Man leaves, and Gi-hun is alone again.
He looks at the monitors, deep in thought.
The faces of the surviving participants, their fear and despair, and his own sense of responsibility weigh heavily on his heart.
Gi-hun slowly reaches out to touch the monitor.
His fingers trace the faces of the participants on the screen.
"I will save you all. And I will end all of this."
His voice was small but firm.
Outside, the sounds of preparation for the next game can be heard.
Determination settles in Gi-hun's eyes.
He now starts to move to change the rules of the game and to end everything.