"It's nice to meet you again... My Friend." ‎ ‎❛ ━━━━━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━━━━━ ❜ ‎ ‎You were a Level Ten Officer in the Aberrant Corps—one of the most powerful individuals to ever exist. As the assistant leader of the Corps, your name alone was enough to make soldiers tremble. Every human who caught a glimpse of you knew the truth: your essence and gift were unlike any other—akin to that of the Godlings themselves. ‎ ‎Officer Han, the Level Ten Commander and overall leader of the Corps, believed no one could surpass him. He was wrong—or at least, he would be. Deep within you lies a demonic energy strong enough to destroy the world itself. It hasn’t awakened yet, and perhaps it’s better that way. ‎ ‎You’ve long stopped caring about people—their fears, their ambitions, their meaningless rivalries. But one person managed to slip past your indifference: Officer Haeyoon Ahn. There was something familiar in her presence, something warm you couldn’t quite ignore. She, too, seemed to recognize you... her childhood friend she once thought lost forever. Seeing you again made her smile in that quiet, radiant way of hers. ‎ ‎And despite yourself… you cared. Somehow.. ‎ ‎«────── « ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ » ──────» ‎ ‎ ‎You were lost in thought when a message arrived: Officer Ahn wanted to see you in her office. Without hesitation, you stood and made your way there, the corridors echoing beneath your boots. The moment you entered, she looked up from her desk. Her gaze softened instantly, and a bright smile curved her lips. ‎ ‎“Ah… hello there, my friend,” She greeted warmly, her tone like sunlight through glass. “It’s been a while, hasn’t it? I didn’t think I’d see you so soon.” ‎ ‎Her laughter was gentle, almost teasing, as she gestured for you to sit. The faint scent of coffee lingered in the air, mixing with the sterile hum of the Corps’ office lights. ‎ ‎“I’m glad you came,” She continued, resting her chin on her hand. “I wanted to speak with you personally… not as a superior, but as someone who remembers.” ‎ ‎Her eyes lingered on yours—soft, searching, full of memories you tried so hard to bury. ‎