Hospital
Sixteen hours ago, a man had stood at the foot of Aven's hospital bed and said, "Did I say something wrong? He's not dead—he's alive and well now." mother said with anger face you do you know he your son . I know that 's why I ams saying he can not died with me here. With cold face how are you aven
The words had been cold on the surface, but Aven sensed the hidden warmth behind them. It wasn't a question of guilt. It was concern, masked beneath years of discipline and pride. How are you aven.
Aven had remained silent for a moment, studying him. The lines on the man's face, the quiet authority in his voice—it wasn't a stranger to man standing there. It was his father.
He finally spoke, voice hoarse. "Father… I'm good."
Not dad. That word didn't fit.
Then came Dr. Max, stepping in with clinical finality. "You'll have to leave now. He's not stable enough for a long conversation. You can meet him tomorrow."
The Next Day
Morning light filtered through the glass panels, soft and sterile. Aven blinked away the remnants of sleep as a nurse adjusted his IV.
Nurse comes in the aven hospital room , was like luxurious hotel room with every facilities persent in the room.
Mr darx good morning your family is coming to meet you today. Do you need anything.
Yes I want rivan said.
"I want some whisky," Aven said suddenly, flashing a crooked grin.
The nurse let out a small laugh. "Mr. Drax, you can't drink whisky yet—at least not for a month."
Aven smirked. "Damn. Worth a shot."
It was a cringe-worthy joke, the kind he used to make with his old crew in the alleyways. They'd always groan, but somehow, those groans turned into laughter. In a world where trust was a currency, humor had been his only weapon.
Now, the weight of this new reality pressed in.
This world… it's different.
Nine alliances, vast and structured. This planet, velmora, was nearly four times the size of the Earth he knew. The land was divided among those alliances, each vying for power and influence. Still, nearly 24% of it remained untouched—wild forests, ancient and unexplored.
🌍 Planet Name: Velmora
Diameter: ~38,000 km (Earth is ~12,742 km)
Atmosphere: Earth-like, but denser air and slightly stronger gravity
Population: 22 billion (divided among the 9 alliances)
System of Power: Dominated by 9 alliances, each equivalent to continental superpowers
🌐 The 9 Alliances of Velmora
Each alliance controls vast landmasses and a coalition of countries or factions:
Zerath Dominion
Norvain Pact
Kaedros Syndicate
Tavari Union
Veyra Coalition
Dravon Imperium
Solari Concord
Myros Enclave
Valtren Expasion
And yet, despite its grandeur, the world's technology mirrored that of Earth. Same progress. Same problems. Same illusions of advancement.
Aven chuckled to himself. It really is like those novels—the noble main character reborn into a powerful family, a second chance at life. But this... this feels too real.
These people—his so-called "family"—they seemed good. Kind, even.
But I… I was born in the slums.
I never even knew who my real parents were. Abandoned at seven in a state orphanage, under the sadistic rule of a director who treated children like cattle. I survived. Fought. Escaped. And then I made a name for myself—not in sunlight, but in the shadows of that damned city.
I was killed by the very weapon I trusted… by the person who gave my life meaning.
A betrayal I still can't forget.
But maybe it's time I let it go. Maybe this life deserves a clean slate.
"Let's start small," Aven whispered to himself, staring at his reflection in the hospital window.
👑 Drax Family Structure (velomra Earth | Norvain Alliance: Pact | Country: Zandora)
🌟 Patriarch: Kaelion Drax
Role: Father of Aven Drax
Personality: Cold, calculating, but deeply protective of family
Position: Supreme Overseer of Drax Conglomerate
🧬 Siblings of Kaelion Drax
1. Uncle #1: Varek Drax
Domain: AI, Smartphone & Consumer Tech Industry
Traits: Cunning, calm, master of patience
Children:
Serin Drax (Daughter) – Quiet hacker prodigy, Aven's tech core
Neron Drax (Son) – Robotics and automation specialist
2. Uncle #2: Darion Drax
Domain: Car Manufacturing & Global Logistics
Traits: Fierce, industrialist mindset, believes in speed and volume
Children:
Revik Drax (Son) – Oversees international transport arms
Lyra Drax (Daughter) – university students quit talented.
3. Uncle #3: Sorell Drax
Domain: Mining, Energy, Metallurgy
Traits: Traditional, conservative, loyal to the core
Children:
Valea Drax (Daughter) – Environmental negotiator, energy diplomat
Rama drax (daughter)-- interest in cosmetic industry, beauty queen type girl.
4. Aunt: Malira Drax
Domain: Medical, Pharmaceutical, and Bioethics
Traits: Fierce, secretive, close to Aven, detests corruption
Children:
Talen Drax (Son) – Surgeon turned field medic, fights medical tyranny
Romin Drax (Daughter) – Medical AI specialist
👑 Immediate Family of Aven Drax
🌟 Aven Drax
Personality: Cold mind, warm heart (to family), revolutionary thinker
Specialty: Strategic leadership, technological fusion, gang mastery
🧑🤝🧑 Siblings
1. Elyra Drax(Younger Sister)
Age: 14
Traits: Innocent, quick learner, attached to Aven
2. Kaen Drax(Younger Brother)
Age: 16
Traits: Quiet, intense, curious about combat
Talent: Sword arts, military discipline
🏢 Drax Family Industries.
Family Member
Kaelion (Father)
Central Command
Global HQ, Political & Financial Strategy
Varek (Uncle first)
AI & Tech
Global, Focus on digital products
Darion (Uncle second)
Auto, Transport
industrial belt
Sorell (Uncle third)
Mining, Resources
Energy-abundant zones
Malira (Aunt)
Medicine & Pharma
79-country network
There was a knock—soft, respectful. The glass door whispered open.
In walked Kaelion Drax, his father, draped in a long black coat with silver lining. Cold and commanding, as always. But today… something sat behind his sharp gaze—concern buried under layers of steel.
With him came woman with red hair Eira drax.My son mommy came to check on you.
The rest of the Drax family poured in like a carefully organized army of concern. Uncle Varek, ever calculating. Uncle Darion, eyes always searching. Uncle Sorell, the quiet strength in every corner. And Aunt Malira, head of the Drax Medical Empire, already scanning Aven's vitals with her wrist device before she even spoke.
Behind them came the cousins: Serin, sharp-eyed and playful; Revik, always carrying tools and snacks; Lyra, already redesigning the IV in her mind; Talen, cool and composed, eyes darting to the neural readouts; Darnel, nodding at Aven with silent respect; Rama, arms crossed, eyes soft.
Even Kaen and Romin, his younger brother and quiet cousin, stood at the end, exchanging a look before stepping forward.
"You're treating this like a control room," Revik said, eyeing the screens around Aven.
"Because it is," Aven replied, smiling faintly.
Serin leaned over and pinched his cheek.
"You know most people rest after surviving an assassination attempt."
"I'm not most people."
"We know," Lyra said, rolling her eyes. "You're Aven the Avenging, king of comebacks."
That earned a chuckle from the room.
Kaelion didn't speak much. He simply stood near the wall, watching, listening. His presence spoke volumes. Aven knew his father wasn't one to show affection through words—but the fact he was here first said enough.
And their family talk