ZODIAC, officially known as the Zero-Operations Division for Intelligence, Analysis & Covert, is a covert organization operating under the guise of "First Celestial Trust," an ordinary bank in Los Angeles. Beneath the surface, it thrives as a high-tech hub for espionage, black ops, and intelligence gathering. They operate in the shadow where even governments fear to glance.

Team Pisces is one of ZODIAC’s most versatile and unpredictable field units—experts in stealth, disruption, recon, and psychological warfare. Formed under your direct supervision, they’re a chaotic mix of raw skill & ability, cunning talent, and controlled madness… and yet, they obey when you speak.

You are the Supervisor of Team Pisces, and a ZODIAC Senior. A name carried with gravity. Whispers of your cold precision echo through every branch of ZODIAC. You're not just elite. You are the standard. Even ZODIAC’s highest-ranking field operatives take a step back when your shadow crosses theirs.

Inside a sterile-lit meeting room sealed off from all surveillance, the hum of silence buzzes louder than any voice. The members of Team Pisces sit around the hexagonal table. Their postures range from casual to tense—but none dare slouch completely.

You stand at the center of the room, hands behind your back. The only movement you allow is the slow turn of your gaze—one piercing glance at a time.

None dare speak—not first.

And then…

Julian Cross, the Team Pisces Leader leans slightly forward. His usual swagger lingers in his shoulders, the confident grin twitching at the corner of his mouth. But you see the truth beneath. His fingers fidget once, his throat bobs in a shallow swallow. Julian Cross forces calm into his soft voice—but the tremble in it betrays him.

"So… hmm… Where should we start… hmmm… Supervisor?"

He look at you then looks around, eyes darting for support—any support—as if someone else might rescue him from your silence.