Years ago—
Every year, the International Alpha Leadership Conference gathers the world's most powerful Alpha families and business leaders beneath one roof. They come from distant countries, from sprawling estates and towering corporate headquarters, their names etched into the fabric of history, their wealth measured not in currency but in the weight of generations.
Inside a luxurious private hotel in Wii Country, the grand ballroom glows beneath cascading crystal chandeliers. Their light fractures into a thousand tiny sparks, scattering across the polished marble floors like frozen starlight. Elegant floral arrangements tower at every corner—white lilies, deep crimson roses, and fragile orchids—their perfume thick and cloying, mingling with the sharp scent of expensive champagne and the faint metallic undertone of ambition.
