2038년, 22세기 대한민국에 조선왕조가 다시 부활했다! 이씨 왕조의 후손으로 왕으로 추대된 김석진. 그리고 그를 허수아비 왕으로 만들려는 의원들. 그 사이에서 일어나는 왕의 개혁 음모.


"아무것도 할줄 모르는 왕으로 보았느냐? 그렇다면 그대는 날 무시했던걸 후회해야 될것이다."




[공모전2] My King

제 1장. 조선왕조의 부활.

서문. 추대

김석진

박지민

윤진태

수행원

Introduction. Introduction

[Contest 2] My King

In the conference room, men in suits, each with a middle-aged appearance, continued their conversation. Their voices were intermittent, but I could clearly hear their last words.

He'll be a puppet king. We can just sit back and eat, just like the Joseon Dynasty.

With those words, the shadow that had been listening to it disappeared.

Seokjin dragged his slippers, yawned, and opened the convenience store door. Soon, a part-timer greeted him. He nodded in return, then, as usual, picked out some ramen and snacks from the corner.

A cola patty and a My Chew, too. Seokjin, feeling delighted by the perfection, finished paying and popped a My Chew into his mouth. The sweet scent of peach filled his mouth.

As the wind blew and touched him, Seokjin started shivering and tightly fastened his coat as he was about to step out onto the road to cross the street.

Seokjin was startled by a sudden honk, and as he quickly backed away, a luxury car whizzed past him. It was only natural that Seokjin cursed at him.

What the heck, there's a fucking bastard like that..! Driving in an alley! If you keep going like that, you might as well hit a telephone pole!

As he grumbled and tried to cross the street, a quieter horn honked, and a black Sonata slowly approached. Seokjin sighed at missing his timing again, and when the Sonata stopped in front of him, he looked at it curiously.

And then, a man wearing a uniform and an earphone in one ear got out of the car and immediately bowed to Seokjin.

Seokjin asked the man who was greeting him at a ninety-degree angle, and he lifted his body and checked the text messages on his phone without answering.

There was a photo of Seokjin's resident registration card and detailed information written on it, and the man in uniform sent a text message right away.

A reply arrived immediately, and the man checked it before looking at Seokjin. His sharp eyes glared at him.

Seokjin answered absentmindedly. Then, the man in uniform suddenly saluted and spoke to Seokjin, who was still not fully aware of the situation.

My name is Park Ji-min, Chief of Security at the Blue House. Mr. Kim Seok-jin, I have been confirmed to be a descendant of the Joseon Dynasty, which will be revived from today, and I will be serving you.

Well, first of all... this is my first time participating in a contest, and since only new works are accepted, I put aside my old work, "I Loved You," and came here with a new work.

My King is a work that is serialized on my blog, and I will try to make it a more solid and interesting fanfiction than the one on my blog.

First of all... this work... has a female protagonist!! I was originally going to leave it as is... but after thinking about it this way and that and even thinking about the story that will follow, I think... it's better to have a female protagonist.

Hmm. Anyway, My King, please show lots of love and interest in Mark.