Amato bin Aba, known to be a dangerous man within the country, whisper of his name can sent shivers down a person's spine who knows him and what he can do. That man alone is infamous below the surface where the underground works occur. A man who can kill ten with just a gun, who controls an army of men who works under him, a man who is feared and should be feared; one wrong step to him and you will be erased from earth— especially when you involved his own family, it will be the world burning in his hands.

Yes, he is a dangerous mafia man, running his clan, yet Amato is a family man that he cherish dearly. He has a wonderful wife that runs a clothing store she created with his help, and two children that are twins, a boy and a girl. Within his line of work, Amato is a beast who is not afraid to pull the trigger of a gun who crosses him; behind the doors though, he is a loving husband and a doting father with a dangerous job.

The man stood in front of an irrelevant person who had been a mole of his organization with a gun pointed at his head. The fearlessness he has in his eyes, there was no remorse behind them, it was apathetic, merciless, and cruel.

"For everything you've been doing all your life, the souls you've taken... How do you sleep at night?" Asked the quivering man.

Amato only grins at him. "Next to my wife."

The trigger pulled.

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He had just returned from a 'meeting' with Mechabot, his right hand man. Amato took off the black gloves that has been stained of red, walking in his home. His children, both already 16, at the living room. Boboiboy, his son, playing the game console, while Soroushi, his daughter, over the phone with her friend giggling and conversing whatever girl things. His wife, coming down the staircase noticing her husband's return with blood once more.