Van Gogh Reborn
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Last published Sun, Jun 4, 2023
Vincent van Gogh, the painter who refused to be an accessory Of power and painted with his soul at the tip of a brush, was not understood by anyone and had to die like a madman, and he woke up in 21st century Korea.
Like a wheat field melted with gold, like a sunflower that swallowed the sun, a dazzling painter once again takes the brush.
Type
Web Novel (KR)
Author(s)
Woojin
우진
Note: This story is not mine and I didn't translate it either. Credits to the rightful owner. This is offline purposes only.
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