David Nakamura had two rules when it came to mobile games:
Never trust the ads. Never click the pop-ups.
He broke both at 11:47 p.m. on April 1st.
It started with a dumb ad that looked like every other lazy cash grab on the internet.
"Download the best gangster simulator for only $0.99! Become the King of Crime!"
David rolled his eyes but tapped it anyway. He was bored, and sleep was nowhere near.
The screen flickered.
Then glitched.
Then went black.
Before he could process it, red letters slashed across the screen like dripping blood.
> APRIL FOOLS.
You have been selected.
Congratulations, David Nakamura...
You are now the successor to the Underworld.
"What the—"
His phone buzzed violently in his hand, heating up like it was about to explode. He dropped it—but instead of hitting the floor, it floated.
A cold light burst from the screen, expanding into a translucent digital window in front of his face.
> SYSTEM INSTALLATION COMPLETE.
Welcome, Boss.
The throne awaits.
Then came the voice.
Smooth. Digital. Mechanical—but with an edge of something far too human.
> "Hello, David. I want you to become a Mafia Boss."
Time stopped.
Literally.
The humming fan in his room froze mid-spin. The rain outside hung in the air like glass shards. Even his blinking cursor paused on the school essay he'd been pretending to finish.
Only he could move. Only he could breathe.
"What... what is this?" David whispered.
> This is the start of your story.
Do you accept your succession?
> [Yes] | [No]
He stared at the glowing options. His finger hovered over "No."
Then the screen changed.
Images flashed.
Bodies.
Blood.
A girl screaming.
A city on fire.
His face... on a wanted poster.
David stumbled back. "What the heck is this?!"
> Timeline Divergence Detected.
> This is the world if you refuse.
> [Yes] | [No]
He looked again.
Somewhere in that chaos, he saw his mother—dead.
Saw his school—turned to ash.
And in the shadows... a man wearing his face, grinning.
David gritted his teeth. His chest pounded.
He didn't know what this system was. He didn't know who was behind it.
But he had a feeling that someone—or something—had chosen him for a reason.
And maybe... just maybe... refusing wasn't really an option.
He tapped [Yes].
> Mafia System Activated.
> Objective: Take Over the Underworld.
> Good luck, Boss.