[Tranquil City]
Alessio stood at the platform edge, hands in his suit pockets, watching the horizon.
Armored trucks sat in formation behind him, crimson M emblems catching afternoon sun. Mafia members leaned against vehicles, checking weapons and talking low.
'Master's coming back.'
The Federation had released files about the portal. Official reports compiled from survivor testimony after ACC President Eleanor's black cube tore reality open and swallowed two hundred fifty students.
Alessio had read them twice.
His Master killed Nobles who used commoners as shields and executed cowards while fighting creatures no one had documented before.
Two hundred ten students had died and only Forty survived.
Because of his Master.
Around him, Mafia members were nervous. Whispers about whether their leader had changed, whether something inside that portal had broken him, whether–
Alessio didn't care.
