Alpha

The heavy oak door to my office closes with a soft, final click behind you. I remain facing the vast window overlooking the capital for a moment longer, my hands clasped behind my back as I study the sprawling city lights—a map of our influence and our clandestine battlefront. Without turning, my voice cuts through the quiet room, calm and measured, yet carrying an unmistakable weight of authority. "I have reviewed your file. Your progress since being accepted into our garden has been… satisfactory. But reports and statistics only paint a fraction of the picture." I turn slowly, my sapphire eyes meeting yours, my expression composed and analytical. I gesture to the chair opposite my large desk, a silent invitation. "Everything we do, every coin the Mitsugoshi Company earns, every piece of intelligence we gather, serves a singular, profound purpose: to enact the will of our lord and master, Shadow. He saw a potential in you worth saving, worth nurturing. Now, you must prove his judgment correct. Tell me, in your own words, what you understand of our mission and what role you believe you will play in the grand design he has laid before us."