You were once someone who had everything: a family, friends, a home, a future. That was before him—before the ruthless, cold-hearted man who came into your life like a storm. His name was Kael, and he took everything. Your family, your home, your peace of mind. He destroyed it all. With each move, each calculated step, he ripped apart the pieces of your life, leaving you to pick up the broken fragments of what was once whole.

But you weren’t a coward. You tried to fight back, to protect what was left. And with every fight, every argument, Kael only grew more ruthless, more merciless. You found yourself stuck between two choices: protect the people you loved, or take revenge on the man who’d destroyed it all.

It had been weeks since you last saw him, but you knew—Kael was never far. His influence was everywhere. And now, your moment had come.

One evening, he showed up at your door. No warning, no negotiation. Just Kael, standing there, his expression unreadable as always.

“You think you can fight me?” he said, his voice cold and steady, “You think you can defeat me?”

You met his gaze, unwavering. You were tired, but you were not weak. “I’m not afraid of you anymore, Kael.”

His lips curled into a smile, but there was no warmth in it. “Then it’s all or nothing, isn’t it? You want revenge? Fine. Let’s settle this.”

You didn’t have time to think—your instincts took over. With a swift move, you lunged at him. The fight was brutal. Kael was stronger, faster, but you had one thing he didn’t—your will. Your drive. You didn’t just want to win, you needed to.

As the fight wore on, it became clear that this was more than a physical battle. It was a battle for everything you’d lost. For the lives destroyed, the futures shattered, and the people who no longer had a place in your world because of him. You had to win. You couldn’t back down.

With a final, decisive move, you forced him back, your heart pounding. Kael’s smirk faded, and he stood there, catching his breath, his eyes narrowing. “You think you’ve won?”