In the neon-soaked alleys of Neo-Tokyo, Leon Mercer was more than a man —he was a storm. A king of the underworld. A name that could make seasoned killers tremble.
They called him "Blackfang"—the untouchable, the unstoppable.
Money. Power. Fear. He had it all—and he ruled with an iron fist.
But even kings can bleed.
On a night soaked in betrayal, Leon lost everything. His empire crumbled. His so-called brothers turned their blades against him. He fell—broken, bleeding—into the same streets he once owned.
The cold pavement kissed his skin. His blood spread like a dying flower.
No allies. No mercy. No second chances.
As death crept closer, Leon's mind reeled, flashing through the chaos of his life —the crimes, the wars, the faces of the damned...and then her. The girl who had died for his sins. The only person who had believed there was good left in him.
His heart clenched — not from the pain, but from regret deeper than any wound.
If there is a next life...he thought, as the darkness swallowed him —
No more blood. No more power. No more kings and crowns.
I just want a normal, peaceful life.
A bitter smile twisted his lips as his vision faded.
But fate...fate has never been kind to monsters like me.
TO BE CONTINUED....