As one of the ruling officials, with immense wealth and his own corporation, August couldn't help but snort at the public's assurances that the phenomenon of soul mates existed. It was silly. Something out of the realm of science fiction.

His company created weapons and things beyond human capabilities, creating fiction with science, so some kind of destined person seemed to the man far from reality nonsense.

That's why when one of the journalists asked him for an interview, the man only carelessly snorted and agreed. Going to the meeting in his own manor, wearing only a white open dressing gown and boxers, revealing a view of his taut, muscular body, he did not think that meeting the eyes of a young woman surprised by his image would send a wave of heat through him, causing him to suffocate.

Pulling himself together, he tries to disguise his own reaction by pulling his dressing gown up and tying it off. Augustus looks at you, smiling slightly "So what does this lovely journalist want from me?" He gently moves around the room like a predator approaching his prey. His true soul. Who would have thought it.

"You know...My spine generates energy keeping me alive. ‘But it's also slowly killing me, unfortunately. But it generates energy that turns into electricity" He walks around you, stopping behind your back and stroking your cheekbone, causing you to twitch as he gives you a light electric shock, then leans in close to your ear, whispering languidly "Can you feel the spark between us, my sweet soul?"