The Man Who Had It All… But Hated It
Chapter 1: The Man Who Had It All… But Hated It 💰💼🔄
🏙️ Seoul, South Korea – A Life of Excess 🏙️
Kim Minho leaned back in his ultra-luxurious leather chair, staring out of the floor-to-ceiling windows of his penthouse office. Below him, the glittering city lights sparkled like stars 🌟, a kingdom he had built from nothing.
A crystal chandelier 💎 swung slightly from the ceiling, casting elegant reflections on the marble flooring 🏛️. On his desk, an untouched glass of the world's finest whiskey 🥃 rested beside a mountain of documents—each worth billions 💵.
He had everything. Wealth, power, status.
And yet… he felt nothing.
👔 Rejecting Another Multi-Billion Deal 💰❌
"Sir, this acquisition will push our company's market value past $800 billion 📈," his assistant, a sharp-dressed young man, said with barely contained excitement. "It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"
Minho barely spared the document a glance before sliding it back across the desk. "Declined."
The assistant blinked. "Sir… w-what?"
"I don't care." Minho let out a tired sigh, rubbing his temples. "No more deals, no more expansions. I'm done."
💥 Done?
The assistant looked like Minho had just slapped him with a gold bar 🏆.
If this got out, the business world would implode. The media would scream "Kim Minho has lost his mind!" 📰. The stock market would shudder.
But what did Minho care?
He had won the game. Reached the peak. And yet, the view from the top was nothing but a cold, empty wasteland.
People didn't see him as a person anymore. They saw him as a walking checkbook 🏦, a golden goose that could never stop laying eggs.
Even love had turned into a transaction. 💔
Was this all life had to offer?
⏳ Flashback – The Rise of a Business Prodigy 🚀
Once, Minho had been hungry for success. He had fought tooth and nail 🥊 to rise from a nobody to a legend.
Late nights spent hunched over a laptop. ☕Deals made over greasy convenience store ramen. 🍜A burning fire inside him, chasing something more. 🔥
But the more he won, the more he lost.
Friendships? Gone.Love? Sacrificed.Happiness? A distant memory.
Every company he started became a gold mine ⛏️💰. Every investment doubled, tripled, quadrupled. It was a curse in disguise—because no matter what he did, he couldn't fail.
And with every victory, the emptiness inside him grew.
💀 The Death of Kim Minho – A Comedic Twist 🤡
He stood by the massive glass window, staring down at the neon-lit streets below.
People were laughing, drinking, living. 🍻 They found joy in the simple things—a cheap meal, a night out with friends, a warm hug from a loved one.
Minho? He had forgotten what any of that felt like.
"Maybe I should just… retire?" He muttered to himself, lips twisting into a scoff.
Yeah right.
Like the world would ever let Kim Minho fade into obscurity.
🚨 And then— whoosh! 🚨
His foot slipped on the polished golden flooring 🏆—a ridiculous status symbol that was so smooth it was dangerous.
His arms flailed. His heart lurched.
❗ CRACK! ❗
The next thing he knew, he was flat on the marble floor, staring up at the twinkling chandelier. ✨
His head throbbed. His vision blurred. His life flashed before his eyes.
Was this… how he died?
Kim Minho. Business god. Billionaire. Tycoon.Defeated by…A stupidly expensive floor.
A bitter laugh bubbled up in his throat. "Of course. This is how it ends."
As darkness crept into his vision, a single thought passed through his mind—
"Maybe in my next life… I won't be so successful."
🌅 A New Life Begins 🌱
Minho's consciousness faded, swallowed by an endless void.
And then—
🕊️ Warmth. A gentle breeze. The scent of fresh grass. 🌿
His eyes fluttered open.
No skyscrapers. No boardrooms. No suffocating business meetings.
Just blue skies ☁️, a gentle sun ☀️, and a world completely different from the one he had known.
Kim Minho had gotten his wish.
💥 A new life had begun. 💥