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Ten years ago, Snow Cross was the industry's brightest star. A prodigy with a face so unforgettable and acting so monstrous that he outshone even the top A-listers. Directors fought over him, fans worshiped him, and the world believed he was destined for greatness.

Then, one night, his world shattered.

His family—the people he had neglected the most—were gone.

And just like that, he disappeared from the industry, vanishing without a trace.

Now, a decade later, the world has forgotten his name. The once-revered prodigy is nothing more than a ghost of the past. But when his grandmother—the only family he has left—falls ill, he is left with no choice but to return to the very stage he abandoned.

But the entertainment industry has changed. The faces are new, the competition is fiercer, and the audience no longer remembers him.

Can he reclaim his place at the top? Or will he be crushed under the weight of his past?

This is the story of a fallen star’s comeback, a monstrous talent reborn.

Monstrous Rookie: The Fallen Star’s Comeback

The hospital room was silent except for the rhythmic beeping of the heart monitor. Snow sat frozen, his grandmother's words echoing in his mind.

"Your old manager told them you didn't want to see them."

His breath came out slow and measured, but inside, a storm raged. His parents had died believing that he had turned his back on them. A lie had stolen their last moments together.

His grandmother reached for his hand, her frail fingers wrapping around his. "Snow… I didn't tell you this before because I didn't want you to suffer. But you deserve to know the truth."

Snow swallowed hard. "Grandma… who was it?"

She hesitated before speaking. "It was… Ethan Park."

The name hit him like a punch to the gut. Ethan Park—his former manager, the man who had handled his career during his childhood fame. A man he had once trusted completely.

Snow's fingers curled into a fist, his knuckles turning white. That bastard.

For years, he had buried his resentment, forcing himself to believe that his parents' deaths were an accident—just an unfortunate twist of fate. But now, an ugly, festering truth had surfaced. His parents might have been heartbroken in their final moments because of someone's selfish scheme.

His jaw tightened. "Grandma, get some rest. I need to take care of something."

His grandmother sighed, recognizing the storm in his eyes. She squeezed his hand gently. "Snow… don't let anger consume you."

He forced a small smile, pressing a soft kiss to her forehead. "I won't."

But deep down, he wasn't sure if that was true.

Snow walked out of the hospital, his mind racing. Ethan Park. He hadn't seen the man in years, but if he was still in the entertainment industry, he wouldn't be hard to find.

The cold night air did little to cool his rage as he pulled out his phone. With quick fingers, he searched for any information about his former agency. It had changed names, rebranded, but the key figures remained the same.

His eyes darkened as he scrolled down the screen. Ethan Park – Senior Talent Director.

A bitter laugh escaped his lips. So he was still around. Still pulling strings. Still playing with people's lives.

Snow clenched his phone tightly. He had promised himself he would never look back. Never return to the people who had once controlled him like a puppet. But now, he had no choice.

It was time to settle unfinished business.

Chapter 12 – Unfinished Business