Totem World
In the dimly lit room, Leo sat alone, an air of unease surrounding him. He clutched the fox mask—the symbol of leadership in the Underworld gang—in his fingers, his gaze distant and contemplative. His plans had been set in motion, his influence far-reaching, and yet, an overwhelming sense of disinterest had settled upon him.
The allure of power and dominion over the world had lost its luster. Leo knew that he could easily ascend to the highest political office, control nations, and manipulate the world's affairs to his liking. But the realization had left him feeling empty and disillusioned. In a world where he could have anything and everything, it seemed that he had nothing left to desire.