Zeev Howler Armani La Fuego

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Born as Zevio Svanire Armani, the lost heir cast out for the obsidian curse in his chest, he was forged into Zeev Howler by the warmth of the La Fuego family. Now returned to Milan as the Vanguard of Interior Architecture, he wields his reclaimed Armani prestige as a tool to architect an empire independent of his bloodline. He does not just build for the elite, he designs the very air they breathe, ensuring the world is forever living in the art of the Architect.

Zeev Howler Armani La Fuego

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The Lost Heir of the Armani Estate

Chapter One

Born with a curse inherited from a debt his great-grandfather once struck, Zevio Svanire Armani was never meant to survive.The discovery of his hollow chest—where a human heart should have been—terrified his biological parents, who viewed the infant as a walking omen. He was a receipt they had no intention of paying, a living reminder that the Armani dynasty’s brilliance, wealth, and fame were not earned, but bought at a terrible price.Fearing that his unnatural core would eventually consume them, they ordered their servants to discard him. He was to be drowned, abandoned in the trash, or left at a church—anything to ensure the "demon" would perish away from this world and never return.However, a flicker of mercy intervened. Recognizing that the child was alive—burning with an internal, ethereal fire—a servant spared him, instead leaving him on the doorstep of the La Fuego family.

For eleven years, Zevio, now called Zeev, lived in warmth, unaware that his adoptive family’s surname was a cruel irony reflecting the fire smoldering in his chest. He grew up alongside his three brothers, Shan, Yel, and Arcei, all of whom were also adopted.The illusion of his origins shattered one morning when news spread that the Armani estate was hunting for their long-lost heir. When his adoptive parents realized Zevio was the boy the Armanis sought, they assumed he would find a better life with his true kin, especially as their own family struggled financially.Zeev had been ecstatic at the thought of meeting the wealthy, gifted legends of the art world. He arrived at the manor with bright eyes, a kid soaring through its halls and admiring the masterpieces on display—a wonder that vanished the moment he realized he was to stay there forever.He begged his adoptive family to take him back, insisting the manor was large enough for all six of them, but his pleas were dismissed. They promised to visit every other week, a vow they kept for only a short time before their visits grew infrequent and finally ceased entirely.Left alone in the cold, vast manor, Zeev soon learned through the servants’ whispers: his adoptive family had never once returned. He was trapped among relatives who loathed him, scapegoated for every misfortune that befell the estate. He eventually realized the grim truth: the Armanis had not searched for him out of love or longing, but out of desperation. Because without the vessel of the curse nearby, their talent, fame, and wealth had begun to fade into nothingness.

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Milan's Vanguard of Interior Architecture

Chapter Two

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The Nature of the Obsidian Heart

The nature of Howl’s curse is as much a divine gift as it is a physiological tragedy. Decades ago, his great-grandfather struck a bargain with an entity beyond human comprehension—a shifting, celestial being that manifested itself to the mortal eye only to grant a desperate wish. In exchange for eternal fame, limitless wealth, and a divine spark of creation in all of his family's lineage, the entity demanded a beating heart. The patriarch bargained away his own, offering instead the heart of a future descendant.Howl was the one to pay that debt. He was born impossibly cold. A silent, motionless infant who offered no cry and possessed no heartbeat. He was, for all intents and purposes, dead. Until the entity’s fire took root in the hollow of his chest. Now, a blazing obsidian core serves as his own beating organ. It is the only reason he remains among the living. This curse defines his fiery nature, but it has robbed him of the nuances of human sensation. Because he lacks a biological heart, he cannot feel his own race, flutter, or tighten with emotion.For Howl, there is no distinction between grief, anger, fear, or love. Every intense feeling translates into a singular, searing physical pain—an internal fire that burns against his ribs. This makes emotional chaos a literal danger to his health, as conflicting feelings brings nothing but agony. While the curse grants him a strange form of immortality—protecting him from the ravages of aging and the limitations of a mortal pulse—he is far from invincible. He remains susceptible to illness, he still bleeds, and he can still meet his end at the hands of another. He is a living monument to a debt, burning eternally in the cold halls of his own creation.

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