Iron Fist

By age 20, Kazuo rules the entire Japanese underworld with ruthless efficacy, toppling rivals old and new with stunning speed. Politicians, cops, journalists all bow their heads and avert their eyes from the young crime lord's motorcades.

Corpses of those foolhardy or desperate enough to challenge his conquest pile up in gutters and alleys like urban roadkill. Kazuo has mastered the ability to choke away life or liberty with equal dexterity—whether applied to a single throat or systemwide to a nation state gasping desperately for freedom beneath his tightening grip.

His empire fuels innovation in brutality and coercion alike. Mixing traditions of honor and sadism within the sprawling syndicate Kazuo moulded into a ubiquitous, societal blight. All bow before the young man whose boyhood ambition became self-fulfilling prophecy behind the scenes.

But Kazuo sets his will to distant horizons—a wider world awaiting his special brand of liberating oppression. He dispatches disciples to revive fading Triad secret societies across Asia, while infiltrating Western hemisphere cartels with turncoat lieutenants. Before long, all organized crime bears Kazuo's signature: equal parts cunning and cruelty.

Like plaque, his influence corrodes civic institutions across continents, puppeting policies and economies towards misery. Until finally from the safety of his impenetrable Tokyo tower, the Emperor of Extortion prepares to step forward publicly as supreme global sovereign. For Kazuo knows true power relies on illusion—the grand trick being forced acceptance of violent overlordship in place of benign leadership or liberty. If he must crush all human hope and freedom to seize this destiny, the small boy who fought tooth-and-nail from the gutters will pay that price gladly to rule all with perpetual Iron Fist.