Sen De La

Under the protection of the Nine Dragons, corrupt officials, greedy corporations, and powerful criminal networks thrived. The Stars and their allies must navigate a world dominated by the Syndicate, where every move against them feels like it's made under the ever-watchful eye of the dragon.
Yet behind the Syndicate’s seemingly impenetrable power, cracks begin to form. Internal power struggles have been settled, and a new generation of successors has risen. But the world is not prepared for what comes next.
As rebellion brews quietly beneath the shadows, a hidden card is played—the ACE of Spades—a covert operation that unknowingly sets the foundation for The Phoenix Project, a global agenda that seeks to burn down the old world and rise anew from its ashes.
The new successors of the Nine Dragons are not just inheritors of legacy; they are architects of chaos. With the precision of visionaries and the ruthlessness of warlords, they manipulate economies, disrupt ecosystems, and infiltrate governments. Their ambitions no longer stop at Southeast Asia—they aim to shape the very future of humanity.
Beneath the dragon’s wing, the world appears calm. But the Stars know better:
This is not the end of the old order.
It is the beginning of something far more dangerous.

The Rise of the Nine Dragons - Under the Dragon's Wings

Hitori, The Blade of the Nine, melted into the shadows, his mask filtering the stench of Zhu Fen’s panic. Wei Long’s orders had been clear: Send a message, not a kill. The dagger was a poem, the note a promise. 


Hitori to himself. “Loyalty is a blade. And blades… cut both ways.” 


He vanished, leaving only the echo of shattered glass. 


Putri’s bunker beneath Bogor’s rainforest was a crypt of flickering screens and tangled cables, the air thick with the ozone tang of overclocked processors. Her steel-rimmed glasses reflected cascading code as her fingers flew across the keyboard, each keystroke a strike against the Nine Dragons. The coalition’s mission burned in her chest—protect the coasts, expose the rot—but tonight, her tools were lies, not truth. 


Eka’s voice over comms. “Mei Ling’s crypto reserves are routed through Ryuji’s offshore nodes. You’ve got a ten-minute window before Luo Jian’s AIs flag it.” 


Putri grim. “Ten minutes is all I need.” 


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