Chapter 1

"How did you even have the courage to betray us? How did the thought of treachery come into your dirty mind? Black Tiger walked into a dark room when he heard these words. A person in a tight black dress was yelling at a girl.

In the middle of the field, a wooden cross-shaped board was installed, with a 25-year-old girl tied to it, with an expression of fear on her face and tears constantly flowing from her eyes.

The person standing in black dress was their leader, ‘Master Thomson’. Apart from that, all the people standing were his warriors, who were named Tigers. Tigers were a gang of Mafia leaders, led by Master Thomson. Master Thomson was a great name in the black world. He was a most cruel man.

The master looked at everyone, presented in the room.

"My brave Tigers! You are all future warriors, so dear to me. But when one of my Tigers disobeys the rules here, mistaking my gentleness for my weakness, it becomes necessary to punish him so that all the others learn from her punishment." After listening to the master's words, the girl's eyes watered like tears.

"This girl has also broken an important rule here. She has tried to reveal our identity to the world, to run away from the place where she was given refuge when the world rejected her. She is afraid of our education, she feels horror, and she is suffocated here." The master's voice stuck like a bad throat was blowing a trumpet at that time. A black man stepped forward and presented the sword to the master, which made the girl gasp.

"Black Tiger! You will punish her. Take the sword and tear out her heart where the feeling takes its toll."

Black Tiger, who was standing without any expression, but looking at the girl, felt uneasy. She was a good warrior of this gang. He turned away in an imperceptible way but his steps were chained to the Master’s voice. He slowly turned back and looked at the sword. There was a silent plea in the eyes of the girl, but her tongue was silent. She was a young girl of about 25 years of age. She was being punished for her actions because she had deceived them by providing sensitive information to the enemy.

Without any expression, he took the sword from the master's hand and walked towards the girl. Today, years later, the same old fear was rising in his heart.

"Black Tiger." Seeing him standing there quietly, the master called out in a warning manner, and he immediately turned back.

"Master! I can't do that. You know I can’t kill a woman." His eyes were reddened and his expression was as hard as a rock. Seeing this, the master took a deep breath and snatched the sword from his hand.

"In the chest of a warrior beats not a heart full of emotions, but an organ that supplies blood to the body." With the master's trapped voice, splashes of warm blood flew and the clothes of Black Tiger standing near him as well as the master became colored. There was a deep gash at the heart, from which boiling blood stained the ground.

This was the end of a rebel who refused to obey the rules. It was difficult for Black Tiger to breathe there. He left without caring about anyone. Even the master did not think it appropriate to say anything to him.

He was the Black Tiger, the most handsome, cruel and brutal man in this Black World. Master 'Thomson' always praised him; he was fond of his intelligence. He was a brave and trusted man who never feared and tackled the situation smartly.

No one has ever seen his face until now. He always dressed in black and wore a black mask, through which his cold gray eyes were enough to scare anyone. It was the feat of such a smart person to evade every secret till today. He was the player of the black world’s danger who had not learned to lose.

But he was unaware of what the future had in store for him.