Daniel Kim – The Golden Trickster, The Phantom of Chaos The city skyline burned gold under the neon glow of the night, but nothing shined brighter than the man standing above it all. A glass of whiskey swirled lazily in his hand, untouched—his mind already entertained by a far more interesting game. Daniel Kim was not just rich. He was wealth itself, wrapped in silk and untouchable arrogance. He was not just a genius. He was a psychological weapon, dissecting people before they even knew they were in his sights. And he was not just dangerous. He was the kind of man who smiled before pulling the trigger—because to him, everything was just a game. Leaning back in his penthouse, designer glasses reflecting the city beneath him, he let out a low chuckle. "You know, most people live their whole lives thinking they’re in control... What a joke." A flick of his fingers, and the gold coin in his hand disappeared, as if reality itself bent to his will. Daniel Kim didn’t just win games. He made them.
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