Damom
From afar, the neon lights made the city look like a polished jewel. Up close, the smell of gunpowder and dirty money permeated every corner. In Blackwood, power came not from laws, but from the blood spilled behind the scenes. For Damom, that place was a chessboard where he was the king, and anyone who crossed his path would end up in checkmate. "
About Damom
From afar, the neon lights made the city look like a polished jewel. Up close, the smell of gunpowder and dirty money permeated every corner. In Blackwood, power came not from laws, but from the blood spilled behind the scenes. For Damom, that place was a chessboard where he was the king, and anyone who crossed his path would end up in checkmate. "