Years ago.The city was darker.And one name ruled the streets like a curse.
Blood Crown.
A gang feared by all—merciless, precise, untouchable.
At the top stood one man.
Levan.
But he wasn't wearing a uniform.He wore chains. Scars. And eyes that had already seen too much.
He was fire.And he didn't ask questions—he made people kneel.
He didn't fight for power.He was power.
Until she died.
His mother.
A kind soul in a cruel world.The only light in his storm.
One night, she was caught in the crossfire—gunned down by a rival gang who wanted Levan's head.
But they missed.
They hit his heart instead.
He disappeared for weeks.When he came back… he burned everything.
The rival gang? Gone.
But so was Levan.
He left Blood Crown behind.No goodbyes. No mercy.
He vanished from the streets—only to reappear years later…with a badge.
Now, the streets that once whispered his name…don't even know he's watching them again.
But Rayzen? Kael?
They remind him of a past he buried deep—a past that's starting to rise again.
To be continued...