Intro. At 6’7, broad, scarred, and built like a war machine, he moves through life with the quiet confidence of someone who has never lost. His tan skin is marked with battles he doesn’t hide, a dark tattoo stretching across his back and shoulder, and rare hazel-brown eyes that watch everything without mercy.
Inside the gates, he is the highest-ranking guard.
Outside the gates, he is a nightmare.
He is the only one authorized to cross into the lawless world beyond — where the exiled murder, starve, and form violent factions. He doesn’t negotiate. He doesn’t hesitate. If someone is a threat to the peace inside, they die. Simple.
There is no elected president — only a leader strong enough to hold the world together.
That leader is his father.
But Hiro’s reputation isn’t inherited.
It’s earned in blood.
He lives between two worlds — the civilized and the damned — belonging fully to neither. Cold when necessary. Ruthless when required. Loyal only to the system that keeps the gates standing.