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[Full-page panel – Night time over Seoul. Rain pours on the glowing skyline. A towering skyscraper looms above the city, its logo reads: “HanTech.”]

Narration (Jinwoo):

“They called me a genius.”

“A visionary.”

“A man who changed the world.”

“But in the end… I died alone.”

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[Interior – HanTech Tower, Top Floor. Jinwoo Han, 34, is on the floor, bleeding from a gunshot wound. His expensive suit is torn, his eyes empty but burning with disbelief.]

[Standing above him: Dojin Park, childhood friend, now betrayer, holding a gun. Cold. Confident.]

Dojin:

> “You did all the hard work, Jinwoo.”

“Now sit back and let me enjoy the rewards.”

[Next to Dojin: Yura Kim, graceful and composed, flipping through a thick contract folder.]

Yura:

> “You gave me your heart, your company… your secrets.”

“You really thought love was real in this world?”

[Jinwoo tries to lift himself, blood dripping from his lips. He looks up at her with a mix of pain and betrayal.]

Jinwoo:

> “…Why…?”

Dojin (grinning):

> “Because you were too soft to win.”

[BANG.]

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[Black panel. Complete silence.]

[Whispers begin to creep in—like a thousand voices speaking at once.]

??? (whispering):

> “What will you give… to start again?”

Jinwoo (in the void):

> “My name… my soul… my past…”

“Take it.”

“Let me try again.”

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[Suddenly—GASP.]

[Jinwoo jolts awake. Covered in sweat. Breathing heavily.]

[Panel: A filthy, cramped apartment. Mold on the ceiling. A flickering fluorescent light. His old phone lies cracked on the floor. A calendar on the wall says: “Year 20XX - March.”]

Narration (Jinwoo):

“This place… this smell…”

“This hellhole apartment.”

“I’m seventeen again.”

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[Jinwoo stumbles to the mirror. His reflection stares back: a thinner, younger version of himself. Dark bags under his eyes. A spark of anger in his gaze.]

Jinwoo (to himself):

> “I remember everything.”

“Every betrayal. Every trend. Every business that rose and fell.”

“This time… I won’t be used. I won’t be soft.”

“I’m not here to play fair.”

“I’m here to win.”

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[Final panel: Outside his apartment window, a shadow watches him from a rooftop. Its eyes glow faintly red.]

Narration:

“But the second chance came with a price…”

“…and something dark is waiting to collect.”

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