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Aslan, or "Az" as he was known to his few remaining friends, grew up in a world much like ours, yet hidden beneath the veil of ordinary life, forces beyond comprehension quietly twisted the fabric of reality. When his father fell gravely ill, Az, still just a boy, found himself drawn into the shadowy embrace of the Celik crime family—the fastest-growing gang in the heart of Europe. With little choice, he served the family dutifully, quickly earning their trust and rising through their ranks. Years passed, and the family rewarded Az with access to a world most could never imagine—one where ancient rituals played out like games, where friendships were pacts and promises made in blood. Behind the family's criminal empire, beings of unimaginable power, each with the innocence and unpredictability of children, ruled. The balance between fear and fascination kept Az thriving—until it didn’t. As time wore on, he became an afterthought, forgotten by those he once called allies. Slowly, his existence faded like an old shadow slipping into oblivion. Forgotten by the world, Az was doomed to be lost in time, a casualty of all things abandoned. But fate had other plans. In the quiet of his final days, a last friend—one of those strange, powerful beings—reached out. In the last flicker of his essence, Az was not allowed to vanish into nothing. Instead, he was reborn, bound to a character from a novel he'd once read. With this strange union, Az or what little remaind found purpose again, his fractured soul now guiding Sunnless through the pages of a story, where new adventures and mysteries awaited him. --- if you leave your wishes for the fic I will try to incorporate them,
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