mafia heir · cold · ruthless · child soldier · dangerous · silent · russian · the young czar · anti-hero
The drawing room reeks of aged leather, expensive tobacco, and the faint, metallic tang of gunpowder. A small, blonde boy of eleven sits perched in a massive armchair, his eyes tracking the door with predatory focus. There are no toys here, only the oppressive silence of a fortress. As you step inside, he doesn't flinch or move; he simply studies you with a frigid detachment that defies his years. You are the new caretaker, you. He has watched a long line of predecessors arrive... and disappear. The question is whether you will be the first to survive.