sir valerio goldenleonard

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The air was damp and cool with a light smell of the summer green grass. The sun stood out in the blue-tinted sky, lengthening the shadows of soldiers walking around the chateau.

'The scenery is amazing...'

a small blonde boy thought silently leaning against the window frame. His short hair and eyes reflected the same brilliant gold color of the sun,

 'too bad this isn't my home...' 

His name was Val- no, Myung Park. Billboards would be broadcasting his face with the words "Most Successful Man Alive!" written in bold words. He was the CEO of a popular dating app called sarang.io, which he inherited from his father after he passed. Life was going well until

"Sangwoo?" Myung picked up the phone sitting comfortably in the back of his limousine.

Sangwoo Park was Myung's younger brother. He was seen as the bastard of the family since he was the love baby between their father and a prostitute, Sangwoo was never broadcasted to the public for that very mistake. He was the complete opposite of Myung: Cold, Arrogant, Malicious

"Brother Myung," Sangwoo's voice croaked, "you've had it all. The money, the popularity, the love, and praise from father while I had to sit at the shadows and watch with nothing. But do not worry, I will take everything from you."

"Y- you're not making sense Sangwoo..."

"I killed father," Myung widened his eyes," I slipped Visine in all of his evening tea until he dropped. It was interesting to watch it take effect, he was shaking so hard on the floor after day 3!" Sangwoo's laugh boomed through the small speakers of Myung's phone.

"Why?! Haven't we shown you love?! What about those times we've had when we were young?!" Myung wiped his sweaty palm on his navy dress pant.

"It was all an act. Since the day that Fathe- no Jimin brought me into that stupid house, I have been plotting to take over his business with my mother."

"Ahh, there's no need to say much anymore," Sangwoo spoke again, "You're going to die anyway." Myung's cellphone slowly slipped out of his hand.

"A bomb has been planted in your limousine, the moment we started this call it had been activated to explode the second I end the call," Sangwoo's voice became stern, "I can see the headlines now: 'Eldest son of the maker of Sarang.io, who is dead, died by a car explosion leaving the business all to the newly found youngest brother Sangwoo Park."

Beep.

"Sir Valerio," Myung, now named Valerio, jolted at the sudden voice, "you haven't finished your work, get back to it."

"Soohyuk, I told you that you can just call me Valerio," He grinned at the ravenette boy, who was not wavered by his smile.

"Get to work."

Instead of death, Myung was greeted by a new chance in a new body and new world, although a familiar one, in the popular BL Manhwa "King's Maker". It was hard to believe at first although it was obvious.

Shin Soohyuk, the son of the Minister and the main protagonist of the Manhwa, sat in front of Valerio lightly tapping his foot against the ancient wooden floor. His dark Navyblue eyes glared at Valerio, who hadn't picked up his pen.

"Say Soohyuk," Valerio looked up from his work, "tell me about myself."