In a world where power is dictated by gangs, cities, and families ranked from Tier 1 to Tier 6, only the strongest survive. In the Tier 4 city of Blackridge, fifteen-year-old Elijah struggles to find his place. With his mother working tirelessly and his younger sister depending on him, he has always kept his head down.

Determined to rise above the chaos, Elijah and his best friend Kai decide to create their own gang from nothing. But strength in this world isn’t given—it’s taken. The gangs that rule Blackridge won’t tolerate competition, and even the weakest gang has more resources, manpower, and experience than they do. With no money, no reputation, and no clear allies, they must navigate a brutal world of betrayals, violence, and ambition, where every decision could mean life or death.

But Elijah is different. He possesses a mysterious system that offers him power—at a cost. As he slowly uncovers its secrets, he realizes that survival is not enough. To protect those he loves, he must become stronger than anyone else. He must climb the ranks, crush the opposition, and seize control of Blackridge’s underworld.

But in a world ruled by kings, warlords, and ancient families, the price of power is steep. And when the past comes back to haunt him—when whispers of a forgotten night resurface—Elijah must confront not only his enemies but the truth about himself.

In the gang world, the strong rise, the weak perish, and only the ruthless reign supreme.

And Elijah? He plans to reign at the very top

The night air was thick with tension, but Kevin sat on a stack of crates, looking completely unbothered.


His men, ten in total, stood around him, their faces a mix of anticipation and boredom.


They were about to hit a warehouse stocked with drugs, an important move for the gang.


Yet somehow, the mood wasn't as tense as it should have been.


"Yo, Kevin, can I ask something?" One of the guys, a lanky dude with messy hair named Rico, leaned against a wall, chewing on a toothpick like he was in some old gangster movie.


Rico "Ain't you a little young to be running shit like this?"


Kevin smirked, leaning back. "And? Ain't you a little stupid to be asking that?"


The group burst into laughter, and Rico groaned. "Man, just answer the damn question."


Another one of Kevin's men, a bald guy with a scar on his jaw named Troy, grinned. "I was wondering that too, though. You're, what, sixteen? Seventeen?"


Chapter 18 - Kevin (1)