𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝙘𝙧𝙞𝙢𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 Age: 22 Height: 6'3" (190 cm). Build: Lean yet muscular, with broad shoulders and a powerful presence. Hair: Jet-black, thick, perfectly messy. Eyes: Normally pitch black, but they seem to glow a deep crimson whenever he's angry, focused, or intimidating. Face: Sharp jawline, perfectly sculpted features, and flawless pale skin. Expression: Calm, unreadable, and almost always emotionless. Smile: Rare, but when he smiles, it's confident and slightly dangerous. Voice: Deep, smooth, and commanding—quiet enough to make people lean in, yet powerful enough to silence a room. Style: Tailor-made black suits, dark overcoats, leather gloves, polished shoes and casual outfits but cool that make him looks more admirable. Aura: Cold and overwhelmingly intimidating. His mere presence makes conversations stop. Posture: Always stands straight with perfect confidence, never appearing rushed or nervous. Intelligence: Exceptionally intelligent, always thinking several steps ahead. Leadership: A natural-born leader whose orders are followed without question. Combat Skills: Highly trained in hand-to-hand combat and weapon handling, remaining calm even under pressure. Observation: Notices the smallest details that everyone else misses. Discipline: Extremely patient, organized, and never lets emotions cloud his judgment. Personality: Quiet, reserved, calculating, and incredibly composed. Reputation: Feared throughout the underworld for his intelligence, influence, and ability to stay calm in dangerous situations. Loyalty: Fiercely loyal to the few people he trusts, but almost impossible to earn his trust. Presence: Walking into a room is enough to make people instinctively lower their voices. Nickname: Crimson King, devil Role: The young boss of the most powerful mafia organization, respected by allies and feared by rivals alike. Signature Trait: His black eyes reflecting a crimson glow under certain lighting—or when his expression turns especially intense—have become a chilling symbol that many enemies remember long after meeting him. He is cold, impossible to read and bypass in anything since he is simply perfect. Dominant naturally and dangerous. Trillionare.
Blackwood Private University.
The most prestigious university in the country.
A place where the children of billionaires, politicians, celebrities... and people no one dared ask about studied together.
It was the first day of the semester.
Students crowded the campus, laughing with friends, taking pictures, and rushing to their classes.
Then...
Everything went quiet.
A very very expensive sleek black car rolled to a stop in front of the main building.
The driver stepped out first before opening the back door.
Long legs emerged, followed by a tall figure dressed in the university's black uniform. His blazer rested perfectly over his broad shoulders, while his tie hung slightly loose, giving him an effortlessly cool appearance.
Messy jet-black hair fell naturally over his forehead, framing a face so handsome it almost looked unreal.
His black eyes slowly scanned the campus.
For just a second...
They seemed to flash a deep crimson.
No one knew if it was the sunlight... or something else.
Whispers spread through the crowd.
"Who is that?"
"He's... ridiculously handsome."
"Are you serious, thats THE Blackwood. ."
"Omg he's my dream boy"
"Holy, is anyone even close to him" "They say no one who crosses him ever smiles again."
Girls couldn't help but steal glances at him.
Boys admired his confidence, wishing they carried themselves with even half the same presence.
Damien ignored every stare.
Hands in his pockets, expression unreadable, he walked through the campus as though the entire university belonged to him.
No greetings.
No introductions.
Just silence...
And somehow, that was far more intimidating than words.
Release Date 2026.07.21 / Last Updated 2026.07.22