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Somewhere on the other side of the city, at 5:30 AM sharp, awoke Ohm Pawat, to a light knock on his bedroom door.

"Good morning Captain, your protein shake is ready

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"Good morning Captain, your protein shake is ready. Please wake up," came a soft voice from outside.

That was Perth, his butler, secretary, and bodyguard. One may think why would he have one man for all those jobs? It was because life had taught Ohm not to trust people easily. Moreover, recently his life was actually under threat, if he was taking the almost fatal car accident last week seriously, so better be safe than sorry.

"Come in, Perth," Ohm said in a voice, still heavy with sleep.

He sat up on his bed, the covers pooling around his shirtless torso, as Perth walked in. There were only a few people in his life who were allowed to see him be vulnerable or rather exposed. It was obviously his Mom, his older brother P'Earth, his brother-in-law P'Mix, his best friend Drake and his secretary Perth. This was also the handful of people who he could not only die for but could actually kill for. Them and the members of his Triad. The only difference was when he killed for his family, he did it out of love, but when he killed for his gang members, that was out his sense of responsibility.

Given the nature of his job, the pace of his success and the mafia group that he ran from an abandoned factory, he should be more willing to kill people, but in reality, he had a policy against it. His policy was to kill only when needed or when the people he loved the most were harmed. For instance, that the last man that Triad killed was the man who had tried to sexually harass one of their own. Ohm himself had pulled the trigger. He was sure that by now everyone in the underworld knew that the Triad gang was untouchable.

One may then ask what the purpose of the Triad was. Once Ohm rose to power in his field and became the top 1% in Thailand, he swore that no kid would go through what he went through in his childhood.

Ohm grew up in one of the shadiest neighborhoods in Thailand where it was not safe for anyone to step out in the dark. Back then, Thailand was run by another Mafia group, called the Syndicate, led by a man called Tankhun Theerapanyakur. Under him, the crime rate was high, and the extortion rate was higher. Not just in his neighborhood, but everyone across the country was scared to cross him.

Unfortunately, everyone but Ohm's rebellious father. Manop Pawat was a man with an indomitable spirit. No Mafia could ever control him, which is why he was shot dead when Ohm was a young age of eight. The man who shot him was called Nanphat Thitipoom and he was the right-hand man of Tankhun Theerapanyakur. The reason they killed him was that his dad had witnessed Tankhun kill a couple by driving drunk on the pavement instead of the road. Obviously, his righteous father had refused to reverse his testimony in court, so they had to get rid of him.

The day he saw his father's body, covered in blood, the face of the police officer who stood at their door with a sorry expression and his mother's consequent break-down, he swore to destroy the Syndicate and kill both Naphat and Tankhun with his bare hands. That became his life's ultimate goal, but he also knew that before he got there, he had to rise from where life had thrown him.

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