This is an English translation of the original Turkish text written by @Kartanesimiyim. Translated by IcHub__ to preserve the depth and essence of the story.
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Surviving the nights through underground fights, Win's world is irrevocably altered when he finds himself entangled in the dark underbelly of the mafia. As power, loyalty, and danger weave together in an intricate dance, the greatest surprise comes from the man at the very top-Sun. Delicate in appearance, almost deceptively innocent, yet beneath that fragile exterior lies the brightest light within the abyss. But in a world where shadows reign supreme, can Win carve out his own strength, or will he be consumed entirely, losing his light forever?
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"Mafia men are powerful. They instill fear, command silence, and even their footsteps echo with authority. People imagine them as phantoms lurking in the deepest corners of the dark, swallowed whole by the shadows."
Sun tilted his head slightly, hesitation flickering in his gaze. "And I... I am part of that darkness too, aren't I?"
Win studied him intently. "No."
Sun frowned. "But I'm here. I exist in this world just the same."
Win smiled faintly. "Yes, you're here. But you are the sun that rises within the darkness."
Sun blinked, caught off guard.
"Brilliant, yet never scorching. Small, perhaps fragile to the eye... but the fire within you is fierce enough to burn the world to ashes."
Sun furrowed his brows, letting out a quiet breath. "That's... absurd."
Win shook his head. "It isn't. People may underestimate you, but I won't. Because I know... even in the darkest moments, a sun always rises."