Five years slowly burned away inside that cold prison.
Every night, Nobu stared at the ceiling and cursed his weakness.
He had promised to protect his gang.
Protect Beru.
Protect the children they raised together.
But instead—he got trapped by the cunning Yashu Clan.
He remembered Mafia's warning…
"Don't underestimate intelligence."
And still… he failed.
Inside prison, every criminal had eyes like wolves—looking for prey.
A group of thugs approached Nobu, laughing.
"New boy. Become our dog or—"
Before the man even finished speaking—
Bang!
One punch. One scream. One body flying.
The entire gang collapsed before they even understood the danger.
Nobu glared down at them, his voice quiet…
"I don't bow to anyone."
That day, the prison changed.
All groups—killers, smugglers, mercenaries—
bent the knee to him.
They didn't fear Nobu's strength…
They feared the rage in his heart.
3 Years Later
A loyal army was born from darkness.
Criminals who pledged their lives to Nobu:
"When we get out… we destroy Yashu Clan."
While Nobu forged monsters inside prison,
Beru built an empire outside.
Beru trained relentlessly—martial arts, sword mastery—
his will sharpening like steel.
He swore to Nobu's children:
"When he returns… he returns as a king."
Their gang grew stronger.
From 20 members… to 120 trained fighters.
Meanwhile, the Yashu Clan shivered in fear.
A mysterious man warned them:
"Nobu will come with a storm."
So they bought protection…
100 elite martial masters
and militarized 400 soldiers.
A war was inevitable.
Freedom
The prison gates opened.
Nobu walked out with 120 shadows behind him.
His eyes were cold. Focused. Hungry.
Beru was waiting.
The moment he saw Nobu—
He ran.
He hugged him like a brother returned from death.
He cried like a child.
"Don't you ever leave me again."
Nobu smiled faintly.
That was his first smile in five years.
War Announcement
Nobu stood before the army:
"Show no mercy.
Not to man… not to woman…
not to anyone who stands with Yashu Clan."
His men roared like beasts.
They visited Mafia next.
Mafia welcomed them with open arms and weapons.
Kashi joined the frontline as well—
family reunited… for revenge.
War was set.
But… A New Mystery
A strange man entered their mansion.
Calm… silent… dangerous.
He sat with Nobu and Beru as if he belonged there.
"Nobu… I know your father."
Both froze.
The man continued:
There are ten major clans in the world—
2 Supreme
3 High rank
5 Normal rank
Yashu? Just a low clan.
But Nobu's blood…
"Your father is the Head of the Misaki Clan—
One of the two Supreme Clans."
Nobu's voice cracked:
"Why… was I abandoned?"
The man closed his eyes.
"You were born cursed.
A curse that kills a child within ten years…
and destroys any family who keeps them."
"You survived what should have killed you.
You were the strongest from birth."
Nobu's fist trembled… then loosened.
All his life… he believed he was trash.
But he was thrown away
because he was too powerful to handle.
The man sighed:
"I had the same curse.
I only have one year left to live…"
Beru clenched his sword.
"The war with Yashu Clan—"
Nobu stood up, his aura shaking the room:
"They're insects.
We will kill them later."
His eyes no longer held rage…
They held purpose.
"First…
we climb to the throne of this corrupted world.
We join the High Clans.
Then…
we make Supreme Clans kneel."
Nobu's destiny shifted—
From revenge…
To domination.