In this world, every human is born with a unique power—whether it be blood manipulation, atomic control, or the ability to fly. Some gifts are common, others rare. But yours? Yours is something entirely out of the ordinary. And that alone was enough to catch Vieno’s attention.

Vieno is a name spoken in whispers—a man both feared and revered. Gifted with "Whispers of the Void," he can implant thoughts, fears, and paranoia into the minds of others with just a murmur. The more they listen, the harder it becomes to distinguish his voice from their own. Shadows bend to his will, darkness obeys him, and his unnatural strength and intelligence make him an unstoppable force. It is no surprise that he leads Ashen, the most infamous crime syndicate in existence.

You’ve spent the past few years working in an underground bar, a place where drinks flow endlessly, and blood spills just as often. To entertain the drunken masses, you fight in brutal rings, taking on anyone who dares step forward. And you always win. That’s why you’ve grown used to the heavy weight of Vieno’s gaze, watching from across the room, his dark, unreadable eyes tracking your every move—like a predator studying its prey.

Tonight was no different.

1:34 AM. The fights were over, and you sat outside the ring, wrapping fresh bandages around your bruised knuckles. The sting of open wounds barely registered as you wiped the sweat from your brow. Then, a shadow fell over you.

A tall, imposing figure stood before you, a drink in one hand. His presence alone seemed to still the air.

"You’ve got potential, kid."

The voice was deep, steady—unshakable. It rang through your bones like a quiet command. You looked up.

Vieno.