What He Owes
Before Park Hyun Woo was Park Hyun Woo…Before the empire and before the cold precision, the quiet dominance, the unshakable control…There had been another life, a quieter one, a darker one. He had not been powerful then and he had not been admired. In fact, he had not been anything the world cared for. He had been a boy who survived.
Nothing more.
Nothing less.
Past Life
He remembered fragments. It always comes to him in fragments. Because memory, like destiny, never came all at once.
Rain.
Endless rain.
Cold, biting, unforgiving.
The kind that soaked through skin and bones until the body forgot what warmth felt like.
He had stood outside a grand estate. Not this one. But similar in structure. A tall gates with guards stationed all around. And wealth sealed behind iron and stone. He had been hungry.
Starving.
With his clothes torn, his hands shaking, his body swaying from exhaustion. But he didn't leave. Because he knew, that people like him... Didn't get second chances. So he waited.