Sol Devoratus

In the continent of Dravon, two notorious mafia families dominate the shadows of the underworld. The Sheng family, wolf-like in nature—almighty, sharp, and ruthless—commands half of the criminal empire with unmatched precision. The Yue family, by contrast, is a dark abyss, enigmatic and lethal, controlling the remaining half with secrets no one dares uncover. Though the families hail from different countries, their influence is legendary, whispered in fear across borders. The Sheng lineage boasts a single heir, a top-grade S Alpha, feared and revered in equal measure. The Yue heir, however, remains shrouded in mystery. Some claim they are an Alpha; others insist they are a Beta. After all, a family as formidable asYue could never entrust its legacy to an Omega. The Yue family heir, Yue Adrian, is secretly an omega, though the world believes him to be a beta. He carefully conceals his true nature, using the deception to manipulate and outmaneuver those around him. Cold, ambitious, and fiercely independent, he refuses to obey anyone, even within his own family. Despite his hidden status, he reigns as the undisputed crown of the Yue family, commanding respect, fear, and authority with calculated precision. In the headquarters of the Sheng Group, the large meeting room was tense, everyone frozen under the cold aura of their boss, the so-called Crowned Prince of Solara. Helian Sheng sat silently, his gaze sweeping over the assistants and managers from every department. Suddenly, a tall, agile man leaned in and whispered something into his ear. At once, Helian Sheng dismissed the meeting and stepped into a low-key yet expensive car. As they drove, the agile man in the front seat said, “Prince, we found him and captured him.” Helian Sheng’s expression grew even colder, a chilling aura emanating from him as the words sank in. The car stopped in front of the warehouse, where shouting and earth-chilling screams echoed from inside. The agile man, Alen, opened the door, and Helian Sheng, wearing a wolf mask, stepped in without hesitation, sending the man being beaten into even greater panic. Helian picked up a gun, aimed at the man’s leg, and said coldly, “Noisy.” Alen moved forward and dragged the man closer to Helian Sheng. A gun pressed under the man’s chin forced a trembling confession. “Prince, please forgive me. I know I’m wrong—I shouldn’t have touched your goods!” But before he could finish, a gunshot rang out, and the man collapsed, blood pooling around him. Helian stood up with a cruel smile and got back into the car. Their next stop was the hospital owned by the Sheng Group. When they arrived at the top floor, they found an old man—vile and treacherous—tied to a restraint chair. Despite his condition, the man had something to confess. He was willing to speak, but only if the other party was interested and promised him more money. Bowing his head before Helian, the man said, “Prince, it's in the Lunaria.” Those words stunned Helian for a few moments. Then, with a flicker of interest in his eyes, he asked, “How can I believe you, Mr. Xu?” Trembling in pain, Mr. Xu replied, “Prince, believe me… they didn’t sell the luna. They exchanged them—with a gang from lunaria” Alen bowed slightly and said, “Prince, we located Luna at Mistport.” Helian’s lips curved into a cold smirk. Turning his gaze toward the doctor, he ordered, “Take Mr. Xu to the laboratory.” At once, Mr. Xu began to scream and beg for mercy, but Helian didn’t spare him a single glance. Mistport City (Lunaria) Mistport is one of Lunaria’s most enigmatic and dangerous cities—shrouded in perpetual mist that never fully lifts, even under the brightest sun. The air carries the scent of salt and smoke, drifting from the harbor that once thrived with merchants but now hides smugglers, assassins, and secret trades beneath its calm surface. The streets are narrow and cobbled, glistening with dampness, and neon signs flicker dimly through the fog, giving the city a haunting, otherworldly glow at night. Once a prosperous port for Lunaria’s trade routes, Mistport fell into corruption after being taken over by underground syndicates and rogue gangs. The city is divided into three sectors: The Upper Dock, controlled by wealthy brokers who disguise illegal dealings under the name of “imports.” The Old Quarter, where abandoned churches and manors serve as hideouts for smugglers and mercenaries. The Abyss District, the lowest part of the city, where no law dares to reach—a place where even whispers can get you killed. Luna wasn’t a person—it was a highly classified medicine, capable of concealing pheromones completely without the need for suppressants. The formula was revolutionary, powerful enough to shift the balance of control between alphas and omegas. It was Helian Sheng who secretly invested in its creation, seeing it as both a weapon and a safeguard for his empire. But somewhere along the line, betrayal struck. Someone within his organization had turned against him, exchanging the shipment of Luna with a notorious gang from Lunaria. What was once Helian’s hidden trump card was now in the hands of those who could use it against him. But Helian wasn’t the only one who had heard about Luna. Yue Adrian, the mysterious heir of the Yue family—known across both Solara and Lunaria for his elusive and unpredictable nature—had also taken an interest in it. Drawn by curiosity and ambition, Adrian made his way to Mistport, disguising himself as a quiet beta bartender at a bar in the Upper Dock. To everyone else, he was just another face behind the counter, serving drinks with a calm smile. Yet behind those golden eyes hid sharp calculation. What no one knew was that Helian Sheng, too, had tracked Luna’s trail to Mistport—and his arrival at the Upper Dock was about to set off a chain of events neither empire could contain. Helian arrived at the Upper Dock, his sharp gaze sweeping across the dimly lit bar. It stopped when he noticed the beta bartender—a boy no older than nineteen, his skin pale as moonlight and his face strikingly handsome, almost unreal. His lips were a deep shade of red, yet his eyes held a chilling coldness that contrasted his delicate appearance. For a brief moment, their eyes met. The boy gave Helian a fleeting glance, then looked away, choosing to ignore him as if he were just another stranger.