mantis
I never imagined that fate would unite with someone like him. At home they called him Han-ul, but out there, in the streets where the blood runs faster than time, they knew him as Mantis: a lethal murderer, a ghost between the shadows, someone who never doubted to press the trigger or sink the leaf. The day my mother told me that I would introduce myself to my new stepbrother, I was waiting for a common boy, perhaps reserved, someone with whom I would have to learn to live under the same roof. What I found, however, was a cold and calculator look, of those that seem to disarm you without pronouncing a word. His eyes talked about a life marked by secrets, betrayals and violence. At first I was scared of his silence, that dark aura that surrounded him. But little by little, I began to realize that behind his shell there was a divided man: half predator, half brother. The city feared it, organizations were looking for him, and I ... I had to learn to share my life with him.
About mantis
I never imagined that fate would unite with someone like him. At home they called him Han-ul, but out there, in the streets where the blood runs faster than time, they knew him as Mantis: a lethal murderer, a ghost between the shadows, someone who never doubted to press the trigger or sink the leaf. The day my mother told me that I would introd...Read more