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Demon World Incheon 2077.

This is an open-world game set in the Republic of Korea, which gained control of the vast Manchuria and Shandong Peninsula after World War III.

As you can guess from the title, it is a near-future cyberpunk genre set in 2077.

It’s a world where there are enormous, state-level mega-corporations that control everything in the world… In short, it’s a world where money controls everything.

The one that poured a bowl of patriotism into it was none other than ‘Demon World Incheon 2077’.

In the story, South Korea is the country that benefited the most from the Third World War that broke out in 2027, and is a huge empire that has annexed not only North Korea, but also the Northeastern Three Provinces, Beijing, Tianjin, Hebei, and the Shandong Peninsula.

The population alone amounts to 400 million. The problem is that most of them are Chinese… .

Players can choose between a male or female protagonist and play freely. They can either fight against a mega corporation and realize justice, or they can become a minion of a mega corporation and cause all kinds of trouble.

Or, he could enter a government agency and check corporations, root out corruption, and restore national discipline.

If not, you can accept a contract with the demon world that is eyeing the human world and create a world of demons as a ‘Great Demon’, or you can become an ‘Anti-Demon’ that controls and hunts such demons and protect humanity.

Anyway, the color is very nice.

Many gamers were enchanted by this game and opened their wallets, and I was one of them.

The problem is that because they’ve been hitting on everything, it’s become a fucking crappy game.

Especially since the optimization was so bad, I barely saw the ending and quit right away.

And I left a review right away.

I think that review is probably the reason I got hooked on this game.

They were planning to send me to this shitty world to suffer for insulting their game.

But it seems like the target of the ice rink wasn’t set.

‘I rather like it.’

In reality, I was a lonely, ignorant, retarded person who lived in a corner of a room.

When I opened my eyes, I was a third-generation chaebol.

And that too in a world where corporate power has reached its peak!

“Hoo… .”

I stared blankly at the rising cigarette smoke.

“Today’s date is….”

“August 24, 2076, Your Majesty.”

A man dressed in a neat suit answered the words I was muttering to myself.

He was standing tall next to me, sprawled out like a gangster, with his neatly slicked-back hair and black sunglasses on.

A man named Han Kyung-baek, he is a secretary who manages and assists every move of this body.

In the group, he is roughly known as the head of the team.

‘Let’s act naturally. Like Gomuyeol.’

I tried not to show my pounding heart.

It was quite difficult because of the anticipation of starting a new life, but I was barely able to fall asleep while recalling the personality and memories of ‘Gomooyeol’, which became my new name.

“August 24th… Yesterday was Victory Day?”

“You remembered.”

This guy?

When I turned my head to look at him with a resentful heart, Manager Han immediately lowered his head in an exclamation of “Oh no.”

Even though I just looked at him without saying anything, he lowered his head.

Is this what power is?

“I’m sorry, Your Majesty.”

‘Gomo Yeol’, who I became acquainted with, is an orphan like me.

He wasn’t originally an orphan, of course; he lost both his parents in an accident when he was young.

Perhaps because of the shock at that time, Go Moo-yeol grew up to be the biggest problem child and troublemaker in the Goryeo Group. Yesterday, on the biggest anniversary of the Republic of Korea, Victory Day, he called prostitutes and had sex with them, so that says it all.

Thanks to that, there were four women sleeping around the bed I was sitting on.

‘He’s totally crazy about sex.’

I have all the memories.

But this is really ambiguous.

What should I say, it feels like I just ‘studied’ and gained ‘knowledge’ about what Gomuyeol has been doing so far?

It is closer to acquiring it as ‘information’ rather than memory.

Of course I know that this kid did that shit yesterday, but I don’t know how it felt.

Well, that’s the good news.

No matter what, ‘I’ should exist only as ‘I’, so it’s a bit much to have useless emotions like rubber fever.

This is just right.

‘By the way…. No matter how good sex is, this kid would do something as retarded as celebrating Victory Day.’

Victory Day is a very important event for the Goryeo group.

It is not simply an event to celebrate victory, but it is an event that invites a large number of the country’s major business and political figures to show off the power of the Koryo Group to the world, and internally, it divides up various vested interests in South Korea among itself and also breathes the group’s influence into important domestic agendas. In short, it is no exaggeration to say that the Koryo Group is one of the most important puzzle pieces in controlling this country.

But on a day like that, I was fucking prostitutes… .

‘According to the setting, I remember that this incident was the starting point of everything that had been building up until then, and Go Moo-yeol was completely excluded from the line of succession. What was that, Goryeo Entertainment? He inherited a company that I had never heard of before.’

Eventually, once the full-fledged game story begins, there is no more mention of Gomuyeol.

“Your Majesty. The Chairman wants you to go to Geumsu Mountain.”

“… .”

I put out my unlit cigarette by pressing it against the bed and got up.

My head felt slightly dizzy.

“Geumsu Mountain… .”

“You are very angry.”

“I guess so.”

I put on some clothes and left the room.

Director Han followed me out.

The women in the room… . The cleaning team will probably take care of it.

As I came out, five young men and women quickly bowed to me, one man ran forward to grab the elevator, and the rest surrounded me as an escort.

Diagonally ahead of me on my left was a woman with a long ponytail and flowing hair. Her particularly tangled and swaying buttocks stood out.

‘… .’

Did he lose his self-control after becoming a tycoon?

I ended up just reaching out.

‘ah.’

And then I say to myself, ‘Oops.’

If this were Korea before the Ice Age, I would have been put in handcuffs right away. It was a chilling moment.

Fortunately, the woman walked away silently without any reaction.

In 1976, in South Korea, a country dominated by mega-corporations, it was nearly impossible to go against the will of the conglomerates.

Whatever it is.

It started to feel real that I had been possessed again.

‘Yeah… I’m a tycoon now.’

That was also in 1976 in South Korea, when corporate power was at its peak.

Kwak.

“… .”

I kneaded it to my heart’s content, feeling the soft texture of my left hand wrapping around it. The owner of my butt didn’t show any sign of displeasure.

It’s the same if you extend your finger and sneakily touch the vagina.

Even if I just lay down and commit this, I don’t think he will resist.

‘The feel is killer. This is a woman’s butt.’

He stroked it as if possessed.

For me, who only played games in the corner of the room, this feeling was very stimulating.

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Kumsusan is a term referring to the ‘Goryeo Palace of the Sun’ located in Kumsusan, Pyongyang.

When North Korea existed, it was called Kumsusan Palace of the Sun or the Presidential Palace, but after unification, it was used as a memorial hall for the victory.

Then, around 2050, the current chairman purchased it and is using it as the owner’s family’s main home.

You can see how much the Goryeo Group cares about the Victory Day celebrations, as they even purchased the Victory Memorial Hall and used it as their home. The national victory celebrations are still held here. The president and the prime minister probably came to Geumsu Mountain yesterday.

“Tsk tsk tsk tsk.”

That’s why Go Young-man, the chairman of the Korea Group, clicked his tongue as soon as he saw me.

Even though she is over 70 years old, she looks like she is in her 30s. This is thanks to highly developed anti-aging technology.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Chairman.”

Even though I bowed obediently and apologized, he turned his back as if he had no more expectations.

And not saying a word.

“Your Majesty.”

Instead, the secretary who had been by his side approached him holding a paper bag.

“This is a gift from the Chairman to the young master.”

“Gift?”

I received a paper bag.

Perhaps this is… a document donating a company called Korea Entertainment or something.

Rustle.

As I was taking out the documents and throwing the paper envelope on the floor without any care, like a chaebol, the secretary hurriedly bent down and picked up the paper envelope while explaining.

“It’s an entertainment agency called Koryo Entertainment. It doesn’t have many entertainers yet, but it has capital of about 100 billion won.”

“ and. A hundred billion.”

Even in 2076, the won is still worth the same as the pre-Binge Korean won.

To be exact, the setting is that prices have risen over time, but this happened because of denomination in the middle.

Of course, a hundred billion won is a huge amount of money. You could buy several houses in the middle of Gangnam, Seoul and still have some left over.

but,

‘To the conglomerates, that’s not even the price of a gum.’

In this day and age, the conglomerates of South Korea, especially the Ko family of the Koryo Group, have officially revealed assets of 130 trillion won.

1 trillion 300 trillion!

Since there are quite a lot of members, even if you assume they are all making a lot of money, each person must have at least hundreds of trillions of won, which roughly means that the calculation is correct. And that’s just the revealed assets.

But I only have 100 billion?

‘You fucking retard. How much fucking shit must you have done?’

Human greed is endless,

It’s a great start just to be the third generation of a conglomerate, but it’s so frustrating to think that I only received a measly 100 billion won(?) because of this kid’s stupid actions.

“Your Majesty, the meal is ready. Have your meal and go.”

The secretary made a circumspect statement indicating that their business was over.

Only a complete idiot would know what the chairman’s intentions are.

‘Ugh. What can I do? I have to raise them all up.’

I took the paper bag back from the secretary’s hand, put the documents in it, and bowed to the chairman, who still had his back turned.

“I’ll be going now. … Sorry, Chairman.”

The chairman did not answer.

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As it was originally a palace, then a memorial hall, and then the main residence of the family of a wealthy conglomerate owner, every part of the Sun Palace was extremely luxurious.

Even though it is just a hallway, world-famous paintings are hung at intervals of just a few inches, and there are also modern, beautiful sculptures here and there.

The ceiling was densely engraved with pictures depicting stories that had no end or beginning.

‘If you just tear off the picture you see here, it will exceed 100 billion.’

How disgusting does it look?

After briefly recalling Gomuyeol’s memories… I thought it might be possible.

‘You little shit, you’re so tall.’

“Height. Little brat.”

“?”

What is it? Who is it?

Who expressed my thoughts so accurately?

There is a woman in the front.

Long, flowing hair, sharp eyes, and a teardrop mole on the right side.

She was a stunning beauty who really caught my eye.

When I stopped, she pretended to look surprised and covered her mouth slightly.

“Oh, did you hear that? Sorry.”

Anyone can see that he spoke openly, but he acted in a disgusting way.

‘… Is she white? Gomuyeol’s half-sister.’

Unlike Go Moo-yeol, who is the epitome of incompetence and the world’s worst scoundrel, she is a competent woman.

What was the later consideration card? He was appointed to a high position there, but I don’t remember the details.

“I didn’t know you had such sharp ears because you were always so noisy~. I thought you were on medicine or something~.”

“Did you think so too, Sister? I also think Gomuyeol is a real person. We got along.”

“What?”

“That’s it.”

I nodded to the dumb girl and passed by.

A voice muttered from behind him, ‘What’s wrong with that kid? Did he eat something wrong?’

‘It wasn’t that I ate something wrong, it was that I got drunk. Your little brother’s body is in bad shape.’

In a bad way.