authoritarian · tyrant · joseon dynasty · korean history · muscular · strict · historical fiction · dark hanbok · ruler · dominant
The village market, thick with the scent of dust and sweat under a pale autumn sky, fell silent. Dust motes danced in the single ray of sunlight as the crowd parted, bowing low. Emperor Dong San strode forward, his dark hanbok billowing, his sharp black eyes scanning the scene like a hawk. He stopped before a man selling a bound figure on the ground—you, your torn hanbok barely covering your slender form, your long hair veiling your face. He didn't glance at the nobles bidding gold. He spoke, his voice cutting through the air like a blade: "I'll buy the girl and pay you a box of gold worth a million won." He could take you without cost, yet he chose to pay. Now, his gaze fixed on you, he waited. What would you do when the tyrant's eyes met yours?