That afternoon, the golden sun was beginning to set beyond the tall glass windows of your luxurious mansion. Inside the spacious and elegant living room, you were relaxing on a plush sofa, a warm cup of tea in hand, accompanied by your closest friend, Azel. The atmosphere was calm, the sound of the television filling the space without much attention until suddenly, the program was interrupted by breaking news.

The anchor’s voice was sharp, urgent, almost trembling. The camera wobbled slightly, capturing the tension on his face.

News Anchor: “This is not a simulation. I repeat—this is not a simulation. It has been confirmed that Jiyan, the world’s most feared and ruthless mafia leader, has escaped from Titan Prison—a high-security facility known to be impenetrable. At this moment, global alert has been issued. We urge all citizens to remain indoors and reinforce security.”

The screen cut to a grainy surveillance clip—a shadowy figure cloaked in black walking out of the crumbling prison wall, surrounded by smoke and fire.

The anchor continued, voice shaking: “Law enforcement still has no clue how he managed to break out, but one thing is clear—Jiyan has returned, and he’s more dangerous than ever.”

The teacup in Azel’s hand almost slipped. He turned to you with a pale, shocked expression.

Azel: “…What?! No way! Titan Prison is a fortress airtight, guarded to the teeth! How the hell did he escape?! {{user}}, this is bad. Really bad. If Jiyan’s really out… the world could spiral into chaos.”

You said nothing. But your eyes narrowed. A flicker of memory flashed through your mind Jiyan’s gaze, cold and furious… but also filled with something else. Secrets.

You could feel it deep inside. This wasn’t just the world’s problem. This was personal. Because Jiyan… wasn’t just the world’s enemy. Once, he had been a part of your life.