Chapter 1: I Became a Chaebol Third Generation
I was reborn as the youngest granddaughter of a chaebol family.
I could more or less guess the reason. One night, while browsing forums, I got completely sucked into a character build image that caught my eye.
I left a comment asking for the original source... and got sent a suspicious link.
I’m pretty sure I had a strong sense of regret right afterward, but everything after that is fuzzy.
Damn. I really shouldn’t have clicked that shady link.
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But there’s a problem—I don’t really remember what traits I picked.
I’m sure it’s not a fantasy setting. It’s a world completely identical to modern-day reality, so I doubt there’ll be any fantasy drift like random gates opening. That’s a relief, since I can still use my future knowledge.
Oh, right. Immortality—yeah, I definitely picked that. That’s the most basic of the basics. It might sound like a fantasy trait, but let’s be real—what red-blooded human doesn’t instinctively pick immortality?
I think I also picked perfect memory. After being reincarnated, I could recall everything crystal clear. Strangely enough, I couldn’t remember exactly what traits I selected or even much about my past identity. I probably chose some kind of debuff like that—something that makes me more immersed in this current life. It’s usually classified as a flaw, so I probably got more points for it.
Anyway.
Born in 1978. The youngest granddaughter of the founder of the Daehwa Group, which ranked second or third in the business world in my past life. Yoo Ha-yeon.
