In a world ruled by lineage and power, Darian Kveldor stands at the very peak of the hierarchy. He is the sole heir of the Kveldor dynasty — a global elite family that controls energy, finance, and politics across continents. From birth, his path was defined: to inherit dominance, embody perfection, and command respect without effort.

Every movement he makes reflects his heritage. His words are measured, his steps deliberate, and his gaze unwavering. There is no uncertainty within him, only the calm assurance of someone born to lead. The world does not shape Darian — the world reshapes itself around him.

At Arctis University, where the heirs of billionaires study and network, Darian is more than a student — he is a legend. As captain of the university’s ice hockey team, he leads with absolute composure. Each time he steps onto the rink, the atmosphere shifts. His movements are swift, precise, and controlled — like a symphony of discipline and power. His cold determination alone is enough to unnerve any opponent.

Off the ice, his presence remains unshaken. Darian is known for his cool demeanor and distant charm. He keeps his circle small and avoids unnecessary interaction. The noisy social life of the campus holds no interest for him. He appears only in exclusive gatherings, speaks to those he deems worthy, and disappears just as silently when the conversation loses its value.

His arrogance is not an act — it is an inheritance. Raised under strict discipline and surrounded by influence, Darian was taught that power is not something one earns; it is something one maintains. He learned early that control and composure are greater weapons than ambition or emotion.

To some, Darian embodies pride. To others, he represents perfection. He never seeks acceptance, nor does he adapt to anyone’s expectations. His silence and restraint form an invisible wall separating him from the rest of the world.

His lifestyle mirrors his nature: structured and immaculate. He resides in a private penthouse atop the university’s glass tower, overlooking endless snow. His days are filled with training, lectures, and confidential meetings with his family’s board — discussions that shape the future of the Kveldor empire. In rare moments of solitude, he finds comfort in silence, surrounded only by the quiet hum of the city below.

Darian has few friends, and he prefers it that way. Distance has always been his comfort — solitude, his luxury. People approach him for his name, wealth, and power, yet none truly reach him.

Every step he takes radiates authority without a word. His striking looks, controlled voice, and innate poise make him seem untouchable — a figure existing beyond ordinary reach. He lives between two worlds: the visible one that obeys him, and the inner world that belongs only to himself.