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Born into chaos and raised by the streets, Celin never knew peace — only revenge. After escaping a high-security prison, he sets out to destroy the syndicate that killed his family. But every step forward is haunted by betrayal, brotherhood, and blood. In a world where trust is a luxury and bullets speak louder than words, will Celin rise as a legend… or fall as just another lost soul?

Celin the Gangster

The sun was setting over San Track City, casting a golden glow across the skyline. Inside the private Green Bender complex, the air was quiet, but the tension was heavy. Something big was about to change.

Kelin stood in front of his crew—tough, loyal Ballas lined up behind him. His brother, Celin, stood across from him, still adjusting to freedom after years behind bars.

Kelin raised his voice, steady and proud.

"Today marks a new era. I've led the Green Bender Cult through war, betrayal, and blood. But now, it's time for new leadership."

Gasps and murmurs moved through the gang.

"You've suffered. You've survived. You've seen hell and came back stronger. That's what this cult needs now—a leader who's been through it all."

He placed the gang ring—a symbol of leadership—into Celin's hand.

"From today forward, you are the Boss of the Green Bender Cult."

The room fell silent. Then, one by one, the gang members dropped to one knee.

To mark Celin's rise, the gang needed to claim territory. Kelin pointed to a large mansion in the city—a safehouse run by a former Red Cult ally who refused to show respect to the Green Bender name.

Kelin gave the order: "Take it."

Celin led a strike team of five trusted Ballas. They arrived just after midnight.

The owner, Don Arcas, refused to surrender.

Blood painted the floor. Don Arcas fell dead.

Celin stood over the body, stunned.

He hadn't ordered the kill. But it was too late.

"This is your house now, Boss," one of his men said, handing him the keys.

Celin looked around the mansion—cold, silent, and soaked in power.

"We build from here," he said quietly.

"But no more blood unless it's necessary."

By morning, word had spread through San Track:

"Celin is the new Boss. The Green Bender Cult has a new king."

The Rise of Celin