The meeting

"Devils"—a title given to the gangsters. Groups of people in the world who controll the world affairs. They rule the streets, bribing politicians behind the scenes, operating in the shadows, making the decisions for what would happen in the future. In this timeline Gangs have the power to do anything they want and the only ones who can stand against them are larger Gangs.

Sitting in a plush black chair high above the city, on what appeared to be a hundred-story building, a man gazed out at the sprawling metropolis before him. The entire city was visible, a landscape of towering skycrapers and advanced airships floating on the sky. What should have been a testament to beautiful scientific-progress instead grew more annoying with each passing second.The air in the room, thick and dense with his presence, seemed to hum, the light radiating from him alone illuminating the vast space.

It was Monray Flame, the leader of the Flame gang, a man well known across the country for taking the second largest tier 2 city under his control. White skinned,bulky man with a tangerine hair that stood-upward, leaned his right arm, deep in thought.His fierce yellow eyes fixed on the beautiful sight before him. He wore a black shirt with its top untied showing a glimpse of his muscular upper chest and well defined neck. His sleeves were folded,contributing to a warm and charming aura.On his left arm he had a black sensor watch dimming with a light hue showcasing the time.

"KNOCK, KNOCK..." a voice called slightly muffled."Sir, the others are here waiting for you to join them."

"Huh! Already?"Monray muttered, a hint of surprise in his voice."I didn't expect them to come in time. Fine, tell them I'm coming," he issued the command with his usual crisp authority.

A Few minutes after the voice departed, a man materialized out of thin air directly before Monra, a shimmering distortion preceding his appearance. Despite the suddenness, Monray showed no panick.He calmly rose from his plush seat, bent his right knee to the ground and placed his left arm across his chest in a gesture of profound respect as he addressed the newcomer.

"Your highness," Monray began, his voice respectfull."I have done as you asked.Everything is ready and the Grand Leaders are awaiting your presence."

The newly arrived man nodded slowly.

"It's good to see everything is going according to plan."he said calmly, his gaze sweeping over the vast room. " I wish to finish this mess by tomorrow morning," the man said calmly.

He was of average height, and his body was slender. His hair, a striking white, came down from his waist and was styled in a long ponytail.

He stood firm and strong, his eyes glowing faint white, reflecting an ancient power in him.

" So then, let's go, Monray. Let's not make them await much longer than they have to." the figure said, already stepping closer to the open window.

Monray, seeing this, didn't hesitate. He went near the man still respect palpable " Do not forget to cover your identity, we do not want more problem then we have," the white haired man said and in a flash of light, they were gone.Just as quickly as they appeared, they vanished.

On the west side of the city where the towering buildings finally ended, a giant forest unfolded.As far as the eyes could see, it was a tapestry of green. The moon shone brightly over the canopy, bathing the entire forest in a strange, ethereal light. As if the moon was aware tonight, something profound was about to happen here.

The moonlight shone above what could be described as a very old mansion with signs of recently modernized pathways that would lead into deeper part of the forest , it's high, towering walls enclosed beautiful parks that went deep into history,small rivers and serene ponds. This mansion although very old but incredibly vast, large enough to accommodate countless people.

Inside the mansion, in the specific hall, stood five gigantic chairs resembling thrones each. Four of the chairs were occupied leaving only one of them empty. Inside the room there were not only the Grand Leaders but each of the leaders had two companions with them present. It hinted to their authority, power and control. The air around each leader was dense, to the extent that even their breathing sound could be heard. Everyone waiting for a certain someone's arrival, until Xylos couldn't take it anymore.

" Ohh- man, it's so stressful seeing this fool looking at me like this all the time." Xylos, the esteemed leader of Lumen family muttered under his breath, his eyes flicking sideways, barely daring to meet the unblinking stare of the bald man, an imposing figure seated directly opposite him. A low growl rumbled in Xylos's chest. "He hasn't taken his eyes off me for once since we gathered. Not once!"

Xylos swept his ornate fan faster, the rhythmic thwip-thwip doing little to cool the rising heat in his veins. He clenched his jaw, forcing his gaze away from the Bald Man, the mere act of looking at him and intolerable affront.Yet the more he wrestled with the urge, the more simmering irritation within him ignited into a full-blown inferno of anger.

The subject of Xylos's particular ire was none other than Kai Blaze, the formidable leader of the rival Blaze family. Kai was a titan of a man, his baldhesd gleaming under the ambient light, his body sculpted from countless battles, culminating in a formidable breadth of shoulders, that seemed to dwarf those around him. He wore an intricate form- fitting,suit of dark specialized gear-less and adornment and more a functional armor designed to not only suppress the wild surges of his formidable abilities but also to dissipate the immense heat they generated. A faint, almost an imperceptible hum always emanated from it, a silent testament to the raw power contained within.

A chilling sneer twisted Kai Blaze's lips as he finally spoke, his voice a low, a gravelly rumble that seemed to vibrate through the very air. " You cocky bastard," he drawled, his words dripping with contempt. " You can't escape what you have done to us. Just wait for the right moment, and I personally will show you the devastating consequences of crossing the Blaze family, the strongest in the entire world."

His gaze sharp, and piercing, bore into Xylos, promising retribution.

Xylos merely chuckled at the statement, a low, confident sound."Kai Blaze the esteemed leader of Blaze gang," he began, a hint of playful taunting dancing in his voice. "You should know by now: history always repeats itself. The Lumen Gang has never, not once lost to their rivals." Though his mouth was still hidden, his eyes curved into narrow crescent revealing a smile that only fueled Kai's irritation further,pushing him closer to the edge.

"You cocky bastard! I will kill you" Kai surged from his seat, a raw fury contorting his features, and in return Xylos did the same ready to defend himself anytime, but as he moved, their gaze collided with the piercing, unreadable eyes of other Grand leaders present with them. Their silent stare was a potent warning, a chlling promise that if they dared to do anything so foolish as to start a fight in here of all places, they would face the dire consequences. Even though Kai was certain he could take on any of them in head on battle, if they teamed up against him then it would be troublesome for him. So he tried his best to avoid it. They, Grand Leaders were shrouded in their own quiet authority,their presence a weighty counterpoint to the volatile emotions in the room. This silent intervention, however only stoked Kai's annoyance, making the restraint feeling unbearable.

From beside Xylos, a soft, melodious voice cut through the tension, tinged with melancholic undertone. " Even though your the eldest among us, you still act like a child, prioritizing your selfish desires over the greater things we are dealing with," The words belonged to Sera, the enigmatic leader of the Noctis Family, one of the five strongest Gangs in the world.

She was a breathtaking vision, a true beauty of stroking contrasts. Her long volminious hair, a cascade of raven black that subtly transitioned to a deep, dark red at the wavy tips, flowed down her waist. Her skin was a color of rich polished mahogany, smooth and captivating. She wore a skirt like garment, not an ordinary piece of fabric but one crafted with intricate, dark patterns that seemed to shift and shimmer, hinting at forgotten lore. Above it, a form fitting black top, perhaps a sleek, comfortable underlayer often favored for it's ease of movement, clung to her well shaped figure, modestly revealing the gentle curve of her upper chest beneath a crimson red jacket with patterns that resembled a serpent was thrown open over it. Her legs, long and sculpted, disappeared into a pair of tall, ancient looking boots, crafted from what appeared to be the hides of wild beasts. Their design echoing from primevak past. Her entire ensembles, powerful yet alluring, exuded ancient, untamed elegance.

"She is right!" Another voice, sharp and decisive, resonated through the chamber, backing her words. " You two stop acting like kids, and focus on the oncoming events we are going to face."

The final voice emanated from the fourth Grand Leader. The leader of Demon family, Laximus Demon.