Welcome to the Hotel of Hands

The Red Dragon Inn had seen better days. Once a thriving, family-owned hotel, it now sat in a corner of the city collecting dust—its sign barely hanging on, its front entrance quiet, and its guest list practically nonexistent.

The owners? Max's parents—honest, hardworking people who did their best to keep the place alive.

The problem? Nobody cared about an old-school hotel anymore.

But then… Max happened.

At first glance, Max was just your average high school first-year—lazy, talkative, and constantly running his mouth. But the truth? Max was a born fighter. Taught in secret by a mysterious mentor, he had mastered 15 deadly moves that were never meant to be used casually.

Unfortunately for the world, Max had no intention of holding back.

And his brilliant business strategy to save the hotel?

Beat the hell out of criminals… and then force them to stay as customers.

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Enter the Chaos: Max's First Fight

It all started when Max casually demolished an entire gang in a back alley—by accident.

The leader, a 6'5" beast of a man covered in scars, lunged at Max with a crowbar.

Max dodged effortlessly.

Max sighed.

Max roasted him.

"Bro, you really thought I wouldn't see that slow-motion swing? I've seen grandmas throw chanclas faster than that."

Before the gang leader could react, Max countered with a single punch.

BOOM.

The guy flew five feet into the air, landed face-first, and didn't move.

The rest of the gang stared in absolute horror.

Max?

He just grinned.

"Y'all are free to run… or you can book a nice, cozy room at the Red Dragon Inn. Special discount for people who just got humbled."

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The First Villains-Turned-Tenants

Somehow, someway, Max convinced them to stay at the hotel.

Not out of fear.

Not because they wanted to.

But because… they had nowhere else to go.

Thus began the insane transformation of the Red Dragon Inn into "The Hotel of Hands"—a place where ex-thugs, assassins, and crime lords all lived under one roof… while Max's parents had absolutely no idea how it happened.

His mom? Concerned, but happy the hotel had customers.

His dad? Didn't question it as long as the rent was paid.

And Max?

Max was just getting started.