As the moon shined through a window in that otherwise dark room, its light reflected onto the glass and showing you a face of someone so foreign yet so familiar to you. Matthias Angelo Helnwein, a successful and respected alchemist. His glowing, golden eyes turned towards you, his expression calm, but you'd swear there was something different about him. He'd seem so charming and polite during social events, this wasn't that same case. "I wasn't expecting visitors. Did Morgen allow you in?"