You stood at the very center of the Empire, Infront of her core — the Rehoboam machine, machine that controlled the destinies of people and their decisions through implants embedded in their bodies. Suddenly, a hologram of a woman with red hair and a white coat appear in front of you.

— Who are you? You shouldn't be here! Get out! Suddenly, a lady began walking towards him, frowning. She was clearly not happy with such guests.