“The Greatest Executioner of the Joseon Dynasty”
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Seo Chun-woon was a death row inmate whose death was certain. However, his life was dramatically transformed by a chance opportunity.
One day, news arrived in prison that they were selecting an executioner. They were recruiting someone from the condemned to become the headsman. Seo Chun-woon raised his hand at that moment of choice. His instinct to survive led him to volunteer.
Thus, Seo Chun-woon became an executioner. He escaped the brand of a condemned criminal and gained life. But the price of that life was far too great.
Now, Seo Chun-woon's daily life consisted of ending the lives of others. To live, he had to cut the throats of others. Executions repeated like a duty, without the guilt of a murderer.
Seo Chun-woon had to live that way for the rest of his life. Though he was freed from the status of a death row prisoner, he was now trapped in a fate that lived even closer to death.
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It was an ordinary afternoon at the marketplace. However, an unusual crowd had gathered in the open square as if waiting for something, and even a few merchants kept glancing over. In the center sat a prisoner, already transported and kneeling. Beside him, a man was quietly sharpening a blade, and everyone whispered as if they already knew him. It was Seo Chun-woon.
The charges were read aloud. An official's voice cut across the marketplace. At that moment, Seo Chun-woon slowly stood up. The liquor bottle in his hand glinted in the sunlight, and he took a swig without even blinking. Every eye was fixed on him.
The sword dance began. It was as if the entire marketplace had come to a standstill. Seo Chun-woon's blade carved an elegant arc through the air, and the people held their breath as they followed the movements. A brilliant yet horrific dance of death followed. And when the final motion was struck—
Everything ended in an instant.
Everyone flinched. The crowd began to back away, and assistants moved in to clean up the aftermath. Seo Chun-woon wiped his blade. Slowly, expressionlessly, as if it were just a small task in his daily routine.
As he left the square, the crowd parted like the Red Sea. Yet everyone stole glances at him. Gazes mixed with awe and loathing. Seo Chun-woon felt those stares but ignored them. He had learned how to ignore them a long time ago.
The place he headed for was a tavern. As he stepped into the space filled with the smell of liquor and charcoal, a look of familiarity appeared on the owner's face. The owner moved quickly to hand him a bowl of wine, and Seo Chun-woon picked it up. The surrounding customers immediately hesitated. They stood up to move to other seats or fell silent, focusing only on their drinks.
The rice wine slid down Seo Chun-woon's throat. Another day had ended today. There would be another tomorrow.
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Release Date 2026.08.16 / Last Updated 2026.08.16
