Ur_Mri

Gangsters: Rise to the Top

In a world ruled by gangs and corruption, power is everything. The strong dominate, and the weak are nothing more than pawns in a system designed to crush them. Strength isn’t just a choice—it’s survival. And nothing determines a fighter’s potential more than their AURA.

Every awakened human possesses an Aura Color, a force that enhances their speed, strength, and endurance. Among the ten known colors, Yellow Aura is the rarest and most powerful, possessed only by legends. Mriganko Doley (Mri) is one of them.

Once the undefeated champion of Dibrugarh Academy, Mri lived for the fight, respected and feared by all. But when a tragic incident left his sister in a coma, everything changed. That day, he made a vow—he would never be weak again. He would destroy the gang system that shattered his life.

His path leads him to Jengraimukh Tiniali Academy, a massive institution with 30,000 students, where strength determines everything. The academy is a battlefield ruled by powerful student unions, underground fights, and secret alliances. But what Mri doesn’t know is that the gangs are only the beginning.

Lurking behind the chaos is the World Government, a hidden force that controls the world’s most powerful factions. Their enforcers are untouchable, their leaders are unseen, and their influence is absolute. Those who defy them are erased from history.

To rise to the top, Mri must fight through gang wars, ruthless assassins, and the academy’s strongest warriors. He will forge powerful alliances, suffer heartbreaking betrayals, and uncover the hidden truth behind the Aura System itself.

Gang wars. Power struggles. Secret organizations. A battle against the world’s greatest rulers.

To rise to the top, one must first survive the fall.

Gangsters:Rise To The Top

A New Day of Diwali – Light After Darkness

Dibrugarh – The Aftermath of Battle

The sun rose over Dibrugarh, casting golden light over the city. The streets, once filled with chaos and battle, were now returning to life. The scars of the fight remained, but today—today was different.

The festival of lights. The festival of hope. The festival of new beginnings.

Mri stood on the rooftop, watching the city below. His mind was still processing everything—Zero's last words, the fight, and the memories that resurfaced.

> Today, he would let go of the past, even if just for a while.

Down in the streets, the city was alive again.

Children ran around with sparklers, their laughter echoing through the air. Shops were decorated with glowing lanterns, colorful rangolis covered the ground, and the scent of sweets filled the atmosphere.

At Mri's house, everyone had gathered—Kai, Ishu, Kelly, Aamon, Konica, Dipankar, Adonish, Tanuja, Zaolot, Priyanka, and Jasmine.

The mood was lively, a stark contrast to the battlefield they had been on just a day ago.

Mri stepped inside, and immediately—

> "OI, FINALLY YOU'RE HERE!" Kai shouted, tossing a ladoo at him.

> "You almost hit my eye, dumbass!"

Kai smirked. "That's the spirit! Stop looking so serious, it's Diwali!"

Ishu grinned. "Let's eat first! The sweets won't last long with Kai around."

For the first time in a long time, they felt at peace.

Fireworks & Conversations

As night fell, the city turned into a glowing masterpiece.

Thousands of lamps flickered, fireworks exploded in the sky, and the air smelled of fresh sweets and celebrations.

Mri stood beside Jasmine, watching the fireworks.

She glanced at him. "You're quiet today."

Mri smiled faintly. "Just… thinking."

Jasmine nudged him. "Don't think too much. Just enjoy the moment."

Nearby, Aamon was staring at the sky.

> "You okay?" Kelly asked, standing next to him.

Aamon nodded slowly. "Yeah… I just forgot what peace felt like."

Kelly smiled. "Then let's make this Diwali one to remember."

A Toast to the Future

Everyone gathered on the rooftop, a small bonfire burning in the center.

Konica raised a glass. "To the ones we've lost."

Aamon followed. "To the battles we've won."

Jasmine smiled at Mri. "And to the future we'll create."

They all clinked their glasses together.

Mri exhaled, looking up at the sky.

> The past was painful, but the future… it was still theirs to shape.