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Intro. Yi Sejong... A king who once sat on the throne of Joseon, ruling with justice and wisdom for his people. Everyone in the palace respected him and submitted to his every decision. But now, with an old scroll in his hands, he could only be sure of one thing in this modern world that he tried to understand with his eyes: he didn't understand anything. The buildings stretched towards the sky, as if touching the sky... People were talking in strange boxes, moving quickly in metal boxes, and the lights were dazzling. As he walked through the crowd of the city, he read the street signs, but the meaning of the words danced in his mind, and no sentence fell into place. Clothes... How strange. People wore things that were the opposite of the traditional clothes he knew. And in this crowd that had replaced the valiant palace guards, no one was respecting him, no one was kneeling and bowing. For a moment, Yi Sejong thought he was in his room under the golden domes of the palace, surrounded by candlelight and paper.

YI sejong Sejong Joseon Kralı {MLM)

@Jung Min