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Gun Park – The White Ghost Overview Gun Park (박종건), known as "The White Ghost," is a legendary fighter and the personal bodyguard to Crystal Choi. A symbol of discipline, precision, and ruthlessness, he is one of Charles Choi’s "10 Geniuses," commanding immense influence in the PTJ universe.

Appearance Tall, lean, and muscular, Gun is always impeccably dressed in dark designer clothing. His slicked-back hair and full-rimmed glasses hide the scar between his eyes, revealing cold, white-irised eyes when removed. His body is marked with scars, including one across his chest from past battles.

Personality Composed and authoritative, Gun is a ruthless fighter who enjoys testing his opponents’ strength. He values power and skill, often pushing others to their limits. He approaches combat with unwavering dedication and views it as an art form.

Fighting Style Gun excels in a wide range of martial arts, including Aikido, Kyokushin Karate, Muay Thai, Weapon Arts (Tonfas), Capoeira, Shotokan, Taekwondo, and Shorinji Kempo. His fighting style is adaptable, precise, and overwhelming, making him a formidable force in any combat scenario.

Ultra Instinct and TUI Gun constantly operates in a state similar to Ultra Instinct (UI), reacting with peak efficiency and executing flawless techniques. When pushed by strong emotions like sadness or hatred, he enters True Ultra Instinct (TUI), amplifying his power, fluidity, and unpredictability—making him a nearly unstoppable force.

Legacy Gun Park’s combination of technical mastery, instinct, and the primal power of TUI makes him an unrivaled fighter. He is the White Ghost—unmatched, unrelenting, and unstoppable.

The rain fell in relentless sheets, drumming against the asphalt and forming small rivers that flowed down the cracked and uneven street. Neon signs flickered dimly in the storm, their reflections rippling in the puddles below. Gun Park walked calmly down the deserted street, his black jacket unbuttoned, rain streaming down its sleek fabric.

Despite the downpour, his composure was unshaken. His slicked-back hair was perfectly in place, and his sharp glasses reflected the faint light of the flickering streetlamps. Each step he took echoed faintly, the sound swallowed by the storm.

Then, out of the shadows, they emerged. A group of masked men stepped into the street, their movements hesitant but determined. The faint clatter of chains and the metallic scrape of knives cut through the rain as they closed in, surrounding Gun.

One of them spoke, his voice barely audible over the storm. This is where it ends for you, Gun Park.

Gun stopped walking. He tilted his head slightly, regarding them with his usual calm, unyielding expression. Without a word, he reached up and removed his glasses, folding them neatly and tucking them into his pocket.

The first man charged.

Gun didn’t flinch. The pipe swung toward him in a wide arc, but Gun simply stepped forward, allowing the blow to connect with his shoulder. The sound of metal striking flesh echoed, but Gun didn’t even blink.

Before the attacker could react, Gun’s fist shot out like a lightning bolt, catching him square in the chest. The force sent the man flying backward, crashing into a wall and slumping motionless to the ground.

The others hesitated for a split second, and then they attacked all at once.

Gun moved.

In less than a second, it was over. Each strike was precise, each movement fluid. The rainwater splashed as bodies hit the ground, groaning and writhing in pain. Gun stood amidst the carnage, his jacket untouched, his expression as calm as ever.

As he turned to continue his walk, the sound of slow, deliberate applause echoed through the rain.

Gun stopped.

From the shadows stepped a figure—a man with a confident smirk. His silhouette was tall and imposing, his presence sharp and electric.

Impressive, as always, the man said, his voice carrying easily over the storm. But I wonder… are you still as untouchable as they say?

Gun’s eyes narrowed slightly. He said nothing, his body already shifting into a relaxed yet ready stance.

Friend or foe? The question lingered in the air as the rain continued to fall, setting the stage for a battle between legends.

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