Sen De La

Amid Southeast Asia's geopolitical tensions, the shadows of old power rise once again. The Nine Dragons, a criminal syndicate deeply rooted since the New Order era, now move with greater ambition through their secret initiative: The Phoenix Project. This project is not merely an attempt to dominate the region’s economy and politics but a manifestation of an ancient cycle—a cycle of destruction and rebirth that has persisted for centuries.
As the first signs of collapse emerge—environmental disasters, political corruption, and escalating violence—an unlikely group of individuals realizes they must break the wheel of fate before it turns again. Sebastian, a time traveler burdened by the consequences of his every intervention, understands that the future will remain unchanged unless the core of the problem is uprooted. David, the conservationist bound by an ancestral curse, watches as the Phoenix Project threatens the delicate balance of nature he has dedicated his life to protecting. Thalia, gifted with mystical powers deeply rooted in Javanese traditions, begins to see visions of past and future horrors that reveal the Nine Dragons’ darkest secrets.
Yet, the greatest threat does not only come from outside—it lurks within. Bintang, who has long walked the line between darkness and light, must choose where he truly stands—will he remain a shadow maintaining the balance, or finally emerge as a key player in this war for power? Felix, a former enforcer of the Nine Dragons seeking redemption, is confronted by the past he cannot escape. Meanwhile, within the Nine Dragons, fractures begin to form: Wei Long (The Iron Fist) and his philosophy of ruthless control clash with Huang Jin (The Phoenix), who believes in complete annihilation before rebirth.
As the final battle approaches, the truth behind the Phoenix Project is unveiled: this is not just a political and economic scheme but a part of an even older cycle—a pattern that has repeated itself since ancient kingdo

The Rise of the Nine Dragons-Breaking the Cycle

Jakarta’s port erupted in flames. Feng Bao stood atop a shipping container, his leather coat billowing in the acrid wind as his mercenaries fanned out below. The docks, once a lifeline for Black Sorrow’s covert supply runs, now groaned under the weight of Nine Dragons flags snapping in the smoke-choked air. A fishing trawler, its hull stuffed with crates of antibiotics and ammunition for the coalition, listed in the water, its crew facedown on the deck with zip-tied wrists. 


“Burn it,” Feng Bao ordered, his voice a gravelly monotone. 


A mercenary tossed a phosphorus grenade into the hold. Fire bloomed, devouring medicine meant for typhoon-ravaged villages in Sulawesi. The crew’s captain, a grizzled man with a Black Sorrow tattoo peeking above his collar, spat at Feng Bao’s boots. “The Rapid Lion will tear your throat out.” 


Wiping the Slate Clean