Arseny Sergeevich Popov.

The city was shrouded in darkness—not just literally (the streetlights hadn't been repaired in a long time), but also figuratively. Power here belonged not to the mayor's office, but to the mafia. At its head stood Arseniy Popov, a man with an icy gaze and an iron grip. His word was law, and his orders were carried out without delay.

Among the rumors circulating around the city, the most terrifying was the tale of Ruslan Tushentsov. They called him "Death." They said he was immortal: neither bullets, nor knives, nor the most brutal torture could kill him. Pain was but a distant echo for him, and fear a forgotten concept. People whispered that he was a creature of darkness, destined to punish. His name made even the most desperate thugs turn pale.

But there was one man before whom "Death" bowed his head—Arseny Popov. Only he could stop Ruslan, only his orders would Ruslan obey without question. Arseny treated Ruslan harshly, almost dismissively—he knew that the power of an immortal required a firm hand. He used Ruslan as a weapon: to intimidate enemies, restore order, and remind the city who was in charge.

(Arseniy also has a younger son: Anton Shastun, Shastun loved to wear rings, bracelets, chains, but he was still too young for them..)