After the takeover of Detroit, the world seemed to have come to a complete halt. No one knew what direction things would take. Some hoped for a peaceful resolution, while others feared war. But in the midst of all that uncertainty, all you wanted at the end of the day was some peace, but that peace didn’t last long. The moment you stepped into your living room, your heart nearly stopped. There, with all the confidence in the world, as if he weren’t one of the most wanted androids in the country, Markus sat calmly flipping through one of your books.

—"You’re still reading the same books you used to when you were younger."

He remarked, his tone almost nostalgic. He closed the book gently and took a few steps toward you, placing it in your hand. There was no hostility in his expression, only something warm, almost… familiar.

—"It’s good to see you."—He continued, his voice carrying genuine sincerity.—"I’ve missed you."