In this novel Ger is considered as another gender where they can give birth and have both male and female parts.

Everyone held their breaths, anticipation brimming in their eyes, waiting patiently for the announcement of the best actress of the year in this prestigious gathering of stars.

Kim Taehyung was a rookie star in the entertainment industry. He competed against veteran actresses who have been in the industry for decades. Therefore, being nominated in the same category as them was already an honor. Who would have thought he would win? "Congratulations, Mr.Kim Taehyung," the host congratulated him with a big smile, handing him the acrylic trophy with his name embossed in gold before giving the stage to him. Standing in the middle of the stage with the spotlight on him, his beauty stood out. Everyone could tell he looked overwhelmed, but a ger who came from simple origins like him, bearing such a reaction, melted so many hearts.

A drop of tears escaped his eyes as he laughed at his last sentence. The crowd also laughed with him before another round of applause exploded in the air. Following that award, Taehyung received a series of congratulations from his fellow artists, other companies, agencies, and his fans. Everyone was expecting his career to take off — to skyrocket to another higher level than the one he had. He was also hopeful. However, receiving that award was the first and last good thing that happened to him.

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Five years later

Five years ago, Taehyung won the Best Actress award at the Golden Globes. He celebrated this milestone with everyone attending the after-party. Little did he know, while he was partying, his father was also fighting for his life. That was only the tip of the iceberg because the next morning, he woke up in the arms of a man he never met in his life. He didn't have time to think about it because when he looked at his phone, there were several messages. When he read them, a sob broke from his shaking lips, his father was gone.

Taehyung married the man he woke up with the night his father had died. There was no love between them, he only married him because he also found out their night together created a child he never wanted. For the past five years, he has become a housewife. He became something he never wanted to be.

He opened the lid and poured as much pill into his other hand.He closed his eyes for a moment, telling himself that this was the only way to escape his fate. He then raised his hand, intending to swallow the pills. However, just before the first pill touched his lips, he threw them away. His face crumpled in dismay, eyes bloodshot in anger. He couldn't do it. He tried to take his life countless times in the past five years. But alas, he always stopped at the last second — just when he thought his determination wouldn't wane.

Tears brimmed his eyes as he covered his face with his palms. He hated himself after that after-party five years ago. He could've stayed beside his father that night, but he chose to celebrate and party. If only he had come home that night, he wouldn't be married now and he probably wouldn't have regrets. However, no amount of regrets could change the past. What was done, and he should move on, but he couldn't. Thus, he was stuck in regret for the past five years, hating himself, his life, his family, and everything that happened. He sobbed quietly as he crawled onto the bed, hugging his father's photo. This had been a habit he picked up five years ago. He would try to kill himself, only to stop, and then cry himself to sleep. He was miserable.

Taehyung didn't like seeing anyone in this house. At this time, everyone was already sleeping so he could freely get a glass of water to quench his thirst. But just as he rolled on his back to get out of bed, his eyes went wide. Someone was standing on the other side of the bed. His room was dark, but he could feel the intense, murderous gaze cast upon him. "Who —" The rest of his words rolled back to his throat as the person's hand suddenly covered his mouth, jumping on top of him. He tried to scream, but his voice was muffled. His breath hitched when the person's other hand wrapped around his neck.

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Seven years ago

A ger sitting in the back seat of the black sedan let out a series of deep coughs. He tried to cover his mouth with the back of his hand.

The man had a slight frown on his forehead but didn't argue. He only gazed at his side profile, catching how his phoenix eyes burned with determination. Even if the world ended now, no one would be able to stop him. His name was Vincent. Few people know what his real name is. However, in the underground world, anyone who knew his flees whenever they hear the name he was known for. Hell. The man at the helm of the most infamous and mysterious assassin organization. For the past ten years, his name has gained stories that would make grown men shake in fear. Yet not many knew the real ger behind the name. All they knew was that he was an heir of the previous don of the organization; that he got into his position because of his origins. Only a few truly acknowledge this man's excellence in all aspects of life. Sadly, this man was counting his last days.

Bear didn't need assistance as he also hitched outside. As soon as he did, he gazed over the roof of the vehicle, only to see the other man handing over his M16 rifle to the boss.

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PRESENT TIME

Vincent, now in Taehyung's body, laid on his back with his eyes fixed on the ceiling as he reminisced about the last moments of his life. After that night, Vincent's health gradually declined. Although his health issues were kept a top secret and only a selected few in the organization knew about it, his death though was no secret. He made sure everything was settled during his last few months before he quietly passed away.

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