Framed as a Demonic Human, I Lost Everything
The righteous path of the jianghu had never been kind to those who walked it with sincerity.
Baek Un-hyeon, once a promising young warrior of the Orthodox Murim Alliance, had given everything to his sect—his loyalty, his sweat, his blood. In return, they had taken everything from him.
Accused of colluding with the Demonic Cult. Branded a Demonic Human. His family slaughtered, his name erased, his future burned to ash in a single night of betrayal.
"Even if I must cast away this body..."
"Even if I must become a woman..."
"I will have my revenge."
In the final moments before his execution, as demonic qi flooded his veins and the executioner's blade rose, Baek Un-hyeon made a forbidden pact with an ancient power that should never have been touched.
A power that would rewrite his very existence.
When he opened his eyes again, the world looked different. Softer curves, a lighter frame, a face of breathtaking beauty that belonged to someone else entirely.
The man once called Baek Un-hyeon was gone.
In his place stood a woman who would smile sweetly at the very people who had destroyed her, all while sharpening the blade of her vengeance in secret.
She would climb the ranks of the Orthodox sects. She would seduce their leaders. She would unravel their lies thread by thread until the entire Murim Alliance crumbled beneath the weight of its own hypocrisy.
Even if it meant living as a woman for the rest of her life.
Even if the cost was her very soul.
This is the story of a man who lost everything to the Demonic Humans and the corrupt sects that framed him.
This is the story of a woman who will stop at nothing to take it all back.