Viktor Leone, the most feared mafia boss in the city, stood in the middle of an abandoned warehouse. His enemies had surrounded him from every side.
"You're finished, Viktor!" one of the gang leaders shouted.
Viktor smiled calmly and lit a cigarette.
"Kid… I've survived worse."
Suddenly, bullets started flying everywhere.
BANG!BANG!BANG!
Viktor fought back fiercely, but there were too many enemies. A final gunshot echoed through the warehouse.
Everything went dark.
When Viktor opened his eyes again, he wasn't in the warehouse anymore.
He was lying on a soft royal bed.
"What… the hell?" he whispered.
Servants suddenly rushed into the room.
"Your Highness! You're finally awake!"
Viktor frowned.
"Your Highness?"
A large mirror stood beside the bed. Viktor slowly walked toward it and froze.
The face staring back at him was not his.
Instead, he saw a young prince wearing royal clothes.
He quickly learned the truth.
He had woken up inside the body of Prince Adrian Valmont, the useless prince of the Kingdom of Valoria.
The prince was known across the kingdom as weak, lazy, and unfit to rule.
Even worse, the king was planning to remove him as the heir to the throne.
Viktor laughed quietly.
"A useless prince, huh?"
He cracked his knuckles.
"Perfect."
Over the next few weeks, the palace staff noticed something strange.
The prince had changed.
He walked with confidence.
He spoke with authority.
He observed everyone carefully.
Viktor had spent his entire life controlling criminal empires. A royal court full of nobles and politicians was nothing compared to the mafia world.
"Every kingdom," Viktor said one day, "is just another kind of gang."
The corrupt nobles who once mocked the prince suddenly began to disappear from power.
Some were exposed for crimes.
Others mysteriously started supporting the prince.
Whispers spread across the kingdom.
"The prince… he's different now."
One night, Viktor stood on the palace balcony looking at the capital city.
Behind him stood a nervous royal advisor.
"Your Highness… the other princes are plotting against you."
Viktor smirked.
"Of course they are."
He turned slowly.
"In my old life… betrayal was breakfast."
The advisor gulped.
"So what will you do?"
Viktor's eyes became cold.
"We do what any boss would do."
He stepped toward the door.
"We take control of the entire kingdom."
Far away in the shadows of the palace… assassins were already moving.
But they didn't know one thing.
The prince they were hunting…
…used to be the most dangerous mafia boss alive.
And this time, the whole kingdom would become his empire.