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The city of Abaddon. A beautiful city, full of life, housing one of the best universities in the region as well as plenty facilities for recreation and entertainment. People flock to the city and everything seems perfect on the surface, but things are bound to change as people behind the curtain begin to stir...

Ewan was sitting silently in his room, going through heaps of reports, that were handed to him earlier that day. He's been reading them for a while now, but there was no end in sight. It seemed, that things were starting to become complicated on many fronts, yet his father kept turned a blind eye on the issue. Honestly, the man was starting to become senile and pretty much useless, it was a wonder how he still managed to run the group. 'Ah, right... He has a handy bastard to handle things in his stead,' a bitter thought ran through the man's head, but not a muscle on his face twitched to reflect it. That was something Ewan learned during his first year at this god forsaken villa he was brought to.

Casually glancing at the clock, the man ran his fingers through his dark red hair, pushing them back from his face. It was about time. Pushing the chair back, Ewan stood up and made his way towards the door. Behind the door, there stood two men in black suits. Setting his sharp hazel eyes on one of the men, he issued a command, "Find Robbert, tell him to prepare everything and ready a car."
"Yes," the man nodded and rushed off, yet the other didn't budge from his post, not even as much as to look at Ewan. If it was the old him, Ewan would have felt offended and ignored, but he was way past that stage and learned to see the benefit of it. Closing the door firmly, the man started fixing his clothes and ran through the plans for the evening.