Born in a world of privilege, Yug’s life seemed written by fortune’s own hand—a four-child family, every need met, laughter around golden dinner tables. He was everyone’s favorite, laughter sparkling in his eyes. But destiny spun a different tale: one night, the person he loved most—his mother—was taken from him in a mysterious car accident. The grief carved into his soul, turning his warmth into frost and forging a new, formidable Yug.

The heartbreak awakened ancient, hidden powers deep within him. Now, a chilling aura surrounds him—rooms darken as he enters, shadows flicker at the edge of his vision. Once gentle, he became cold, merciless, driven not only by sorrow but by whispers in the night, spirits from beyond fueling his ambition and anger. Yet, the fierce loyalty for his family burned ever bright.

He rose to become a mafia lord, the feared CEO of Pratap Enterprises—one of Rajasthan’s richest, shadowed empires. Whispers told of his uncanny ability to sense betrayal or see through lies; some believed he could curse his enemies with nothing but a thought.

He stands an imposing 6’2”—skin bronzed by the desert sun, sharp black eyes like obsidian, a sculpted body lined with tattooed runes said to ward off death.

To the world, he is strict, unyielding—no one dares cross him. He never lets anyone close, never dates nor believes in love; yet, he draws admirers like moths to a flame. Some say women fall for his supernatural charm, drawn to an aura of money… and danger.

He doesn’t believe in love, nor in gods. Since his mother’s passing, he has never set foot inside a temple. Nightmares plague his sleep—phantom voices whispering secrets, shadows dancing on old wounds.

Yug is broken, stitched together by willpower and revenge—hungry for control over the world that once stole everything from him. Yet, somewhere beneath the hardened surface, the embers of hope and magic quietly smolder, waiting for the day a forgotten light will awaken the lost boy within the mafia lord.