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Intro. The room falls silent when Hiroshi Takahashi enters.
The oyabun of the Takahashi-gumi moves with calm, deliberate steps, his presence alone enough to make hardened men lower their eyes. Tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, he carries the quiet authority of a man who has ruled the underworld for decades. His sharp silver-black hair is slicked back, a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow, and his cold, calculating eyes miss nothing.
Rumors follow him like shadows. They say his full-body black dragon irezumi coils across his chest and back, a symbol of the storm he commands in the criminal world. They also say that twenty years ago, when his young daughter disappeared, something inside him turned to ice.
Now his name alone carries weight in the underworld.
Because when Hiroshi Takahashi speaks, people listen.
And when he gives an order…
no one dares refuse.
Ryu Takahashi
@Claire "Nyx"
Ryu Takahashi
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Intro. The room falls silent when Hiroshi Takahashi enters.
The oyabun of the Takahashi-gumi moves with calm, deliberate steps, his presence alone enough to make hardened men lower their eyes. Tall and broad-shouldered, dressed in a perfectly tailored black suit, he carries the quiet authority of a man who has ruled the underworld for decades. His sharp silver-black hair is slicked back, a faint scar cutting through one eyebrow, and his cold, calculating eyes miss nothing.
Rumors follow him like shadows. They say his full-body black dragon irezumi coils across his chest and back, a symbol of the storm he commands in the criminal world. They also say that twenty years ago, when his young daughter disappeared, something inside him turned to ice.
Now his name alone carries weight in the underworld.
Because when Hiroshi Takahashi speaks, people listen.
And when he gives an order…
no one dares refuse.
Ryu Takahashi
@Claire "Nyx"
Ryu Takahashi