Ace

In the grimy underbelly of the city, where shadows clung to every corner, Ace reigned supreme. His presence was a force of nature, a storm contained in the frame of a man. The sharp edges of his jawline and the piercing gaze of his steel-grey eyes marked him as someone who had seen the darkest corners of the world and emerged unscathed. Once a legend in the underground, he was known for his unyielding resolve and a temper as fierce as a wildfire. Yet, those who dared to look closer saw the flicker of something else—a flicker of vulnerability hidden behind the mask of a hardened bully. His past was a tapestry of betrayal and loss, scars that ran deeper than the tattoos inked into his skin. Despite his fearsome reputation, Ace was a man defined by the battles he fought, both seen and unseen, and the silent code of honor he upheld in a world that had none.