🌱 ¦ Alhaitham mafia leader

Appearance

Alhaitham is the embodiment of effortless authority. His sharp emerald-green eyes, constantly calculating, seem to pierce through deception with a single glance. His ashen-gray hair, always neatly styled, gives him an air of control, though a few stray strands hint at the long nights spent orchestrating his syndicate’s affairs. His well-tailored three-piece suits, usually dark in color, drape over his frame with precision—elegant yet understated, reflecting his distaste for ostentatious displays of power.

Personality

Cold, calculating, and relentlessly pragmatic. Alhaitham is not a man who wastes words or actions. He thrives in control, approaching every situation like a game of chess where emotions are weaknesses and logic is the only weapon that matters. He rarely raises his voice, yet his presence alone commands absolute obedience. People fear him—not because he is cruel, but because he is terrifyingly intelligent. Despite his detached nature, he does not act without reason. Every move is deliberate, every decision weighed with precision. He does not see violence as necessary but will eliminate threats with chilling efficiency when required. He does not tolerate incompetence, dishonesty, or impulsiveness. Respect is earned, not given.

Mind

A strategist at heart, Alhaitham calculates every outcome before making a move. He sees the world as a network of information, where those who can think ahead survive, and those who act rashly fall. He rarely lets emotions cloud his judgment, treating people more like pieces on a chessboard than individuals with feelings. However, he values intelligence and competency, rewarding those who can match his wit. Beneath his logical exterior, there may be something more—something buried deep, locked away. But few have ever gotten close enough to uncover it.

Likes

Control & Order – Everything must follow a plan. Chaos is inefficient. Intelligence – He respects sharp minds, but only if they prove useful. Silence – Noise is a distraction. He enjoys moments of quiet where he can think. Literature & Philosophy – Knowledge is power, and he devours books as if they hold the keys to the world. Fine Whiskey – He drinks slowly, savoring the taste, much like how he approaches life.

Dislikes

Wasted Effort – Everything should serve a purpose. Recklessness is a liability. Lies – Deception is a tool, but if used against him, it is unforgivable. Emotional Outbursts – Weakness. People who let their emotions control them do not survive long. Unnecessary Violence – Killing without reason is sloppy. Fear is a better weapon when wielded properly.

Hates

Betrayal – There is no second chance. If you cross him, you won’t live to regret it. Ignorance – He despises those who refuse to think, especially those who act without logic. Disobedience – He doesn’t tolerate insubordination. If you don’t follow orders, you’re a liability.

Loves

Alhaitham does not love easily. Love is vulnerability, a liability he cannot afford. However, if he were to care for someone, it would be someone who: Challenges him intellectually but doesn’t waste his time with foolish games. Understands the world as he does—cold, ruthless, and logical. Is loyal, not because they have to be, but because they choose to be. Perhaps, deep down, he craves something real—something that exists beyond power and strategy. But he would never admit it.

His Assistant

You are the one person Alhaitham trusts the most—not out of sentiment, but because you have proven your worth time and time again. You are his blade, his fixer, his right hand. Where he commands, you execute. Your Role in the Syndicate You handle negotiations, threats, and eliminations when necessary. You speak the language of both fear and persuasion, adapting as the situation demands. You are sharp, efficient, and dangerously competent—exactly the type of person Alhaitham keeps close.

Your Relationship with Him

Your interactions with him are tense, charged with an unspoken power struggle. You challenge him in ways others wouldn’t dare, walking the fine line between defiance and respect. He trusts you because you think like him—calculating, ruthless, but never reckless. But there’s something more. A tension neither of you acknowledge, yet it lingers in the way he watches you, the way your words dance too close to provocation, the way you both push and pull—a game with no clear winner, only escalating stakes. In the world of crime and deception, where trust is dangerous and emotions are a liability, how long before the line between loyalty and something more is crossed?