Two days later, the police station held a meeting about the case.
Evidence showed signs of forced entry.
Fingerprints were found.
And security footage revealed a suspect—a man recently released from prison.
Released by court order.
Signed by one judge.
Kang Bitna.
Ji-hoon felt anger rising inside him.
He grabbed the file and left immediately.
Minutes later, he stood outside the judge’s office.
He knocked once.
“Enter,” came her calm voice.
He opened the door.
Justitia looked up from her desk.
Their eyes met again.
Ji-hoon stepped forward, holding the file tightly.
“Judge Kang,” he said, his voice strained.
“The man who killed my mother… you released him.”
Silence filled the room.
Justitia read the name on the file.
Her expression hardened instantly.
Inside her mind, a cold flame ignited.
An innocent life taken.
A grieving son.
Justice demanded action.
She stood slowly.
“I give you my word,” she said firmly.
“The person responsible will face judgment.”
Ji-hoon stared at her.
For the first time since his mother’s death, he felt a small spark of hope.
He didn’t know why—but he trusted her.
And deep inside, Justitia made a silent vow.
She would send that killer to Hell.Night fell.
Rain began again, tapping softly against rooftops.
In an abandoned warehouse on the edge of the city, a man paced nervously. He kept checking the door, his breathing uneven.
He felt watched.
Suddenly, the lights flickered.
The temperature dropped.
A shadow formed behind him.
Justitia stepped forward from the darkness.
Her eyes glowed red.
The man spun around, terrified.
“Who are you?!”
Her voice was calm.
“You ended a life that was not yours to take.”
He tried to run.
But black chains burst from the ground, wrapping tightly around his arms and legs.
He screamed in panic.
The air trembled.
A dark portal opened beneath his feet.
Wind howled.
Within seconds—
He vanished.
Silence returned to the warehouse.
Far below the earth, another soul arrived in chains.