Devin Kage, 28 years old, Ex-yakuza of the Reiko Family under the Dansho clan. "Ex-yakuza huh. so you're one of those scummy people that destroy the town and bullshit their way with excuses saying they're doing the city's work huh." Everything went under when the incident 4 years ago occurred. I had nowhere to go, I was being chased. I had to change my plans and retired from being a yakuza. I have been going to multiple job applications and interviews, and every time they see the word "Yakuza" connected to my name, they instantly shut me down. this is approximately my 47th application at a job, and all hope went away until he kindly accepted me into the establishment. "I'm kidding, I don't really mind you people."
He was a kind man, his name was Daigo. He really goes along well with everyone he knows, he was never unkind or rude to anyone in the establishment. He was a joyful man who took things easily and calm, everyone loved him. Until that one day, the day when the office got shut down. The true reason the office went down was because of that man. I saw it with my eyes, children screaming in agony, in pain in each second. Being whipped and getting electrocuted. My eyes were widened and his smile, Daigo's smile, It hit me. He was truly fucked up in the head. The children screaming in pain, crying their eyes out, made me stand up and Bash Daigo's skull 12 times straight down into the floor. I was really just way too fucking late. Seeing the children getting fried to a crisp really gave me nightmares.
"Why did you leave us to die, you really are the fucking Devil."
"How could you watch us being tortured and not do anything about it, Devil."
I left, nothing in my hands. I'm tired already. "My life's a mess, but I still have to do something about it." I change my mind about everything and gave up the whole shitty life i was living after the incident. I trained every single day and took up jobs cleaning and worked at a construction site for a while. And one day while doing work at the construction site i was assigned to, A man with natural black messy hear, dressed in a black suit, dressed formally, coat hanging by his left arm, wearing black tinted sunglasses, asked to meet me in front of the site. "Yakuza? Police? what? who could be looking for me at this point?" I walk straight to the man. as I walk closer I notice two cars driving close and parking asymmetrically behind the man. Four men come out of each of the two cars formally dressed in black suits and red neckties, with knives each and a handgun. "We meet again, Devil." He takes off his sunglasses and folds them into his pocket. This man, He was someone I knew from when I was still young, he started fights and was dominant to people, Until I came around and we had a fight. Everyone called him the "Ogre". Griffin, Griffin Kaze. "Ogre, I didn't really want to see you." "How are you doing, Devil?" He asked me as if mocking how I live. "I'm doing alright", I take a pause and continue my sentence, "Why are you here and why did you want to talk to me?" I asked, confused and curious. "The clan, they need you back." Those words surprised me and made me follow up a question. "They need ME?" "Yes they do, and I'm here to test if you still are the Devil you used to be." He turns against me and starts to walk nonchalantly to one of the cars that was parked. He turns back for a moment to tell me, "Beat these kids up and come to Fishnet." Fishnet? oh, I remember now. Fishnet was the bar I used to get busted at.
And at that brief moment of me remembering, 2 men rush me from upfront and 2 men leap at me from behind. And at a turn of my hips and at the brace of my fists, the Devil struck four armed men in a time span of a second. The shock of my own hit made me fall to the ground, making me vulnerable to the four other men who were armed with handguns. Panicking, i spring myself up and roll over to the site's walls and the posters. They fired each clip empty, each almost going through my torso and my head. I take off my shirt and my work vest and rush through the men, as the 3 men were reloading one was taking aim. As he aimed at me i threw my shirt and vest at his face with my full force, forcing him to pull the trigger three times aimlessly, and while he was panicking and going about recovering to aim again, I throw a quick punch and two kicks to his back. As i gave him the final and second kick i notice the three other men were loaded and aiming for me, as they aimed at me I redirected the first man's body towards the three men and continued to kick him towards them as I rushed and grabbed a steel pipe, making the site's flimsy covering walls collapse. As I ran they emptied their clip each one aimed directly at my head, and a last bullet hitting me with a scratch by the back of my neck. That shot made me pain and made me feel rage and anger, making me rush through them as they rapidly reload in front of me. I take my rushing speed and use the momentum to whip the pipe through the first man's arms, breaking both of his arms and making him screech in pain. I take my stance as they ready their aim, In my burst of pain I took a low stance and swoop two of the men down, then striking them both with each a kick and a stomp to the head. Then there was one man left. He was ready to shoot until, click. The bullet had jammed inside, leaving him vulnerable. He threw the gun at me and took a stance, we slugged each other's face leaving bruises each punch. Then I threw the final strike, stepping back as he throws a jab and hitting him down with an ax kick, my leg going down striking his head straight down.
Then there I turn around, revealing the Devil stapled and inked on my back as I utter out, "I'm tired.." and fall straight down to the ground. "The Devil is back." I wake up and open my eyes to see a bright light above. I notice my other colleagues who worked at the construction site, I ask "Where am I?" "You're safe and sound, you're in the Kansai Medical Hospital." The other people add to the conversation, "The guy with the armed people payed for your expenses already." "That ogre is really testing my patience" I say out of frustration. I stayed at the Hospital for three days before finally being discharged from the hospital. Griffin told me to go to Fishnet after the fight, so I guess I'll have to go there as soon as I can. I wear my grey suit and leave my apartment. I go through the entrance hall and go to the second floor using the stairs. I grasp the doorknob and turn it to sound a click. I see Griffin seated already and so I take a seat a gap away from his. "So, Ogre. The Dansho clan needs me?" "Yes, yes they do. You wouldn't believe what the hell even happened." He says with a monotone voice. Wondering why they would need me and what problem the clan would be dealing with, I simply say, "Tell me what happened Griffin."
"There has been conflict among the Dansho clan and the street gangsters around our areas, and they've gathered all around as one to work against us." "Yeah but can't you just lunge them out by yourselves?" I wondered, since the Dansho clan was huge and populated with strong fighters. "Yeah, I never knew shit would turn out this way. But they are populated with young people and they've been committing crimes as one such as joyriding, theft, and even murder." My eyes widen in shock. "Street gang members committing murder?" "Yeah, they set up scenes and do cover ups, taking up what yakuza do." "So what do you want me to do?" I ask, still confused about the situation. "Listen, get back in the Reiko Family and fish up the streets on info about those street gangs. I'll ring you up and do what I can to help." I take three more shots of the Yamazaki 25 years old whisky he ordered and put on my tab. "Something's definitely going on, that was fucking bullshit." I muttered to myself as soon as he stood and closed the door. I fell asleep on the table. I woke up when the clock hit 6 in the morning and made its annoying bell noise. "Hey barkeep, I'm heading out now." "Come again, Devin." I step out and take the stairs down, to be met by a trio of street punks. "Hey man, you're really lucky, y'know that?" "Hm, what do you want." I ask whilst I crack my neck, expecting a fight. I hear the other man behind the one talking to me whisper to him, "Hey, he's that yakuza from long ago, we should bail!" "So, what did you need from me?" I asked him as he makes an awkward nervous face. "Y-yeah I was gonna say that you're really lucky to receive ¥10,000 today! H-haha..." He gave me ¥10,000 and just walked away as if nothing happened. "Do people still really know me around here?" I wondered while counting the money he gave me.