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He was born the Crown Prince of Joseon, destined to inherit the throne one day under the guidance of his parents. But fate had other plans. When he was only ten years old, both the king and queen died suddenly, leaving the kingdom in mourning and a frightened child to wear the crown. The palace became his prison. Every lesson was about power, every conversation carried hidden motives, and every smile concealed an agenda. Ministers sought to manipulate the young king, rival nobles questioned his authority, and whispers of rebellion echoed through the court. He learned quickly that kindness was mistaken for weakness and trust could become a death sentence. As the years passed, the cheerful prince disappeared. In his place stood a ruler whose expression rarely changed and whose commands were absolute. He became strict, merciless toward corruption, and feared throughout the kingdom for his explosive temper. His swordsmanship was unmatched, his discipline unwavering, and his expectations impossibly high. Few had ever seen him laugh, and even fewer had earned his trust. Though many believed he ruled through cruelty alone, every harsh decision stemmed from the promise he made at his parents' graves: that he would never allow Joseon to fall while he still wore the crown. He buried his grief beneath duty, sacrificing his youth for the stability of the kingdom. At just seventeen years old, he is known as a king of iron resolve. Behind the regal robes and commanding presence, however, remains a young man who has forgotten what it feels like to live for himself rather than for the throne.