His name was Jinwoo Han.
An orphan abandoned in the streets of Busan, he grew up with nothing but hunger gnawing at his belly and rage burning in his chest. No family. No love. No safety.
But Jinwoo was not ordinary.
He was brilliant. Cold. Ruthless.
By sixteen, he was gambling in back-alley dens and trading stocks with money that wasn't his. By twenty, he had already destroyed veteran investors with strategies they couldn't even comprehend. At thirty-five, he stood at the top—a self-made billionaire who ruled boardrooms across Seoul, Tokyo, and New York.
He was called many things:
The Ice King. The Corporate Butcher. The Young Emperor.
His empire spanned continents. His name alone could sink companies, topple CEOs, and alter markets overnight. To his rivals, he was a nightmare. To his allies, he was a necessary evil. To himself, he was proof that even an orphan could bend the world to his will.
But no king rules forever.
Betrayal came not from enemies, but from those he trusted. A poisoned glass of wine. A final toast at the peak of his empire.
As the venom scorched his veins and the world blurred before him, Jinwoo Han sat in silence, staring out the window of his Seoul tower. He felt no fear. No sorrow. Only bitter amusement.
"So this is how it ends… for a king with no crown."
And with that, the Emperor of modern business fell.
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When his eyes opened again, the skyscrapers were gone.
Instead, he found himself in a cramped, messy room that smelled of dust. His body felt soft, clumsy, and weak. A cracked mirror revealed the reflection of a child: round face, teary eyes, swollen cheeks from crying.
The name came unbidden.
Park Hyung-Seok.
The boy who would one day be known as Daniel Park.
For a moment, silence reigned. Then slowly—ever so slowly—the boy's lips curved upward into a cruel smirk.
If fate had given him this second chance, he would not crawl in the dirt.
He would rise. He would crush. He would conquer.
The world had not seen the last of Jinwoo Han.
And this time, not just Seoul—
but the entire world—would kneel before the Reincarnated Emperor.
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