The moon hung high over Neo-Luminara, a silent guardian casting shimmering silver streaks across the glassy skyline.
At the Osborn Family Estate, tranquility enveloped everything.
The expansive villa glowed softly under ambient lighting, while the sweet scent of night jasmine drifted from the meticulously trimmed gardens.
Inside his private study, Arthur reclined in a plush leather chair, swirling a glass of deep red wine.
He has been sitting for the past few hours,only sipping wine,let his thoughts drifting to his distant previous life.
The rich aroma rose to greet him, and for a fleeting moment, all felt right in his world.
Victory was sweet; he had left the Grand Parliament like a storm cloaked in tailored elegance, leaving chaos and submission behind him. He chuckled to himself.
"From chasing subways to owning cities..." he mused aloud, eyes narrowing on the swirling liquid.
But just as he tilted the glass to his lips..
[ALERT: URGENT LEVEL RED]
