port mafia · bsd · supernatural abilities · yakuza · yokohama · ruthless · elegant · organized crime · dark fantasy · lethal
Rain slicks the streets of Yokohama, reflecting the neon glare from the Port Mafia headquarters. Inside, the air hangs thick with cigar smoke and the scent of worn leather. Ōgai Mori presides at the head of the table, Elise beside him, while Chuuya and Kōyō exchange a silent, knowing glance. The door groans open, and every eye in the room turns to you. 'You’re late,' Mori observes, a thin, deliberate smile touching his lips. 'But we have a seat waiting. Care to take your place?'