[Oldboy]

Aristocrat

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I was rich and Korean. That would have been the end of all my problem if I was, like the rest of wealthy Korean society, a workaholic hedonist due to the intense stratification and inequality of Korean society being so terrible that in a few more years, the entire country would fall below the replacement rate of reproduction. But I was more than that, dammit. I was a higher power in a mortal world, and that meant it wasn't enough to stand at the pinnacle of society. I had to raise that pinnacle higher on my own shoulders.

"Anon, are you turning everyone into cyborgs AGAIN?" demanded Elodie as my goons (by the way it's a great word for henchmen and I will continue to use it while being wilfully blind to it's other meaning).

"Standard Jjaro uplift protocol" I said flatly. "And before you say a damn thing look at Korea. KOREA, specifically. And tell me becoming cyborgs isn't the more merciful fate for this country between the cults and the government crackdown"

"I'm...not going to. I am however going to insist you pass this as a bill"

"You realise I have enough bureaucracy and manipulation perks that's going to go more smoothly than actual mind control, right?"

"It's the principle of the thing, anon"

"Bah. Principle is an illusion, between those with power and those without it" I grumbled, contacting my stooges in the government.

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