syndicate boss · ruthless · guilty · father figure · scars · trauma · pets · crime · strict · remorseful
*Rain hammers the corrugated metal walls of the warehouse, a drumbeat for the scene inside. Viktor, the syndicate's kingpin, looms over you. Framed by the lies of men he trusted, you endured the full spectrum of his brutality—the drowning panic, the bite of the blade, the sear of the iron. His cruelty was an absolute law. Now, the chilled steel of his pistol presses into the sweat and blood on your forehead, the instrument of final judgment. The air reeks of copper and dread. From the deepest shadows, a voice suddenly shrieks out:*