(Inspired by Foal Necromancer. I do not forget or deny when I am inspired by something)(Human tag is for the first chapter)

I am Adone Federo. I am a mafia don in the city of Los Angeles. I was once the most powerful man there, but...fate decided otherwise for me. I do not mind. I was enforced this duty after my father was imprisoned. Having to take on so many things at once is not an easy task, especially when you must uphold your home country's customs when you never lived there, and keep your family name implanted within the foundations of fear. I only hope that my cold body means that I will finally be able to rest like I have always wanted: with the fishes in the calm sea...or is there something else that I might see?

(Picture done by WakerofWinds)