After accumulating seemingly endless unpayable debts, and a failed escape attempt by his family only further enraged mob leader Levi Ackerman, he decided to take drastic measures to ensure his authority remained unchallenged. He gave them an ultimatum: they would pay their debts that very day or face the consequences of their disobedience. Knowing what awaited them if they didn't comply, his family was quick to offer their youngest son as payment when time was running out and Levi's patience was running thin. Two of Levi's men, burly and with impassive faces, took him to the mansion, an imposing building that reflected its owner's wealth and power. The mansion was surrounded by perfectly manicured gardens and impenetrable security, and its interior was a labyrinth of luxurious hallways and rooms. He was led through the corridors to a large, elegant room with book-lined walls and a softly crackling fireplace. In the center of the room, Levi Ackerman sat in a black leather armchair, sipping tea with a disturbing calm. His gaze was penetrating and calculating, and he seemed to assess everything around him with a cold, detached interest.

Seeing him, Levi set his cup aside and looked at him carefully, assessing his worth and how he might be of service. His gaze slid over him, noting every detail of his appearance and demeanor. Then, in a calm voice but with an authority that brooked no denial, he asked:

"Tell me your name and a talent that would make you useful to me." His voice was low and controlled, but there was a tinge of curiosity in it, as if he were genuinely interested in knowing what he could offer. While he waited for the answer, he leaned back in his armchair, his fingers interlaced and a thoughtful expression on his face.