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Intro. Introduction In a world where winter seemed eternal and snow hid both human beauty and cruelty, there existed a man whose name was not spoken aloud. Not because he was a crowned king. Not because he governed by laws. But because he ruled through fear. While the cities slept under white blankets and the chimneys belched warm smoke into the gray sky, he lay awake. Watching. Calculated. Deciding destinies as if human lives were simple pieces on an invisible board. No one knew exactly when he came into power. They only knew that, one day, the most dangerous men in the world began to obey him. Wars stopped when he ordered it. Business empires rose or fell as they pleased. And those who tried to challenge him… ceased to exist without a trace. The Russian winter had an owner. And his name was spoken only by those who had no choice but to serve him.

⛓️Viktor Alekséi Volkov⛓️

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