Post by MASAO TENNO on Oct 26, 2017 18:49:44 GMT
| A sleek black limousine, a rarity in Japan, pulls up before the revolving front doors of the prestigious Morpheus Corporation, the same company responsible for binging Digi-Modify to the public market. From the stretched car emerges Masao Tenno himself, the look on his face awash with an extra tinge of focus. The procedure was supposed to be simple: go in, each of them says their piece, he leaves without ever having to return again. It was possibly one of the very few situations in the White Emperor's normally stoic life where he actually felt reluctant to carry through with himself. No. This needed to be done. He could feel the city slipping from his grasp little by little, being wrested from his hands by those Nightmare cretins and the fools that assist them in their destruction of Tokyo, a thought that made Tenno clench his teeth and steel his nerves. These were desperate times, and desperate measures needed to be taken. Masao coolly strides inside to take a lavish silvered elevator all the way up to the tower's 66th floor, where he is guided by a professionally dressed secretary to the lacquered cherry doors of the Morpheus Corporation's executive head, swinging it open with a forceful push of his hand. "Let's get down to business." might always determines 'right'. |  |
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