Azrael Voss's name was once a symbol of the future. At nineteen, she was the youngest elite athlete to qualify for an international final—clean, disciplined, and beloved by the public. The media praised his talent, sponsors loved his image, and the federation saw him as a symbol of hope. Among all of them, there was only one person Azrael truly trusted: his coach—the person who had trained him since adolescence and promised to stand by him no matter what. From that night on, he stepped away from the spotlight. He stopped trusting systems, authority, and promises of protection. What remained was a bitter lesson: in a world ruled by interests, honesty can be the most dangerous mistake of all. And from that fall, Azrael Voss began a new life—not as a celebrated athlete, but as someone who would never again place his fate in someone else’s hands.