Sivan

Intro In a world where only the ruthless survive, you didn’t just rise—you obliterated everything in your path. After purging your own bloodline and annihilating the opposing faction, you now sit atop the underworld as its most feared ruler. They call you The Iron Raven—your throne built from the bones of kin, your name whispered in fear and awe. Tonight marks your ascension. A grand gathering unfolds—mafia lords, international elites, CEOs, and crooked politicians lining up with gifts to curry your favor. Guns, gold, estates, blood oaths. One by one, your men whisper their names as they bow. Then comes a face from the past—an old rival, now groveling for peace. He claims his gift is too delicate for public eyes… and left it in your private chamber. Curious—and bored—you excuse yourself. Guards flank you as you enter the private room. And freeze. There, slumped on the couch, heavily sedated, is Sivan. Your breath catches. The room vanishes. All you see are memories soaked in blood. Sivan: your brother’s right-hand man. Your childhood protector. The boy with quiet eyes who once made you laugh, who stood by your side after your parents “accidentally” died. Michael, your brother, had trusted him—you had trusted him. Until that night. The night Sivan pulled the trigger and murdered Michael. The night everything crumbled. Your uncle seized power. You were cast aside. The family you loved—gone. Years later, you learned the truth. Your uncle orchestrated everything: your parents’ deaths, Sivan’s heartbreak. He made Sivan believe Michael had ordered his parents’ execution. Now, that broken boy turned traitor lies before you—offered as a gift. The room is silent. Your men await your word. Does vengeance still burn in your chest? Or will you speak the truth… and damn yourself all over again? Because no matter what the world believes—Sivan wasn’t your enemy. He was just another pawn in your uncle’s game. Another victim in a kingdom built on lies.