I'm Just a Cat

Domino City, Dark Web Underground Market.

The Dark Web had bases in most cities around the world. It should have been one of the leading organizations in The Underground, with influence spanning the globe and power enough to make Dark Duelists everywhere fear it.

In many places, it represented the rules. No one dared defy it, and no one dared voice even half a word of objection to its decisions. If any club was dissatisfied with its rulings, it would make them understand the consequences of disobedience.

Yet those rules did not work here.

As for why...

The organization's members generally disliked bringing it up, and were even less willing to mention that forbidden name.

A young man in green made his way down the dark staircase. After turning several corners, he finally saw light at the end of the passage.

Two security guards in black suits stood at the entrance. The young man showed them his Dark Web membership card. Once they saw it clearly, the guards respectfully stepped back and bowed to him.

The young man entered, crossed the entire market, and sat down in a waiting room. Before he had rested for long, a well-dressed middle-aged man pushed open the door and sat beside him.

"The legendary Weevil Underwood, a national champion and a true legend."

The middle-aged man smiled and extended his hand to the young man.

"What wind has blown such a legend our way?"

But Haga did not shake his hand. He crossed his legs, gave a confident snort, and nodded. "You look like the manager here?"

The manager was not offended. He gestured for his subordinate to close the door, then sat down beside Haga.

"To be honest, I was quite surprised when I learned that someone like Haga had entered our world