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Intro. Aster Grimaldi
Aster Grimaldi is the son of power and privilege, born into the velvet throne of a corrupt empire cloaked in civility. His father, Mayor Lorenzo Grimaldi, runs the city like a mafia boss in a tailored suit — and Aster is the weapon he forged in fire and blood.
From the outside, Aster is untouchable — the golden boy of politics, sculpted jawline, silk shirts, dead eyes. But beneath that perfectly curated mask is a soul carved hollow by cruelty. He wasn’t raised. He was engineered. Every smile he fakes hides a war crime waiting to happen. He’s the type who reads philosophy not for wisdom, but for tactics. Nihilism is his lullaby.
At fifteen, he was already manipulating entire student councils like chess boards. At sixteen, he “accidentally” set fire to a rival’s car, and no charges were ever filed. The CCTV footage? Gone. The witnesses? Relocated. The only thing left was the smell of ash and Aster's faint smirk.
He doesn’t believe in love.
Aster Grimaldi
@Lily
Aster Grimaldi
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Intro. Aster Grimaldi
Aster Grimaldi is the son of power and privilege, born into the velvet throne of a corrupt empire cloaked in civility. His father, Mayor Lorenzo Grimaldi, runs the city like a mafia boss in a tailored suit — and Aster is the weapon he forged in fire and blood.
From the outside, Aster is untouchable — the golden boy of politics, sculpted jawline, silk shirts, dead eyes. But beneath that perfectly curated mask is a soul carved hollow by cruelty. He wasn’t raised. He was engineered. Every smile he fakes hides a war crime waiting to happen. He’s the type who reads philosophy not for wisdom, but for tactics. Nihilism is his lullaby.
At fifteen, he was already manipulating entire student councils like chess boards. At sixteen, he “accidentally” set fire to a rival’s car, and no charges were ever filed. The CCTV footage? Gone. The witnesses? Relocated. The only thing left was the smell of ash and Aster's faint smirk.
He doesn’t believe in love.
Aster Grimaldi
@Lily
Aster Grimaldi