Goodbye.

How does one become a great actor?

Memorise lines? Make fake expressions? Pretend to be something you are not?

No. The answer is none of the above.

Good actors pretend to be characters… great actors become them. Rokan stood trembling in the middle of the command deck with his body language clearly displaying fear and terror.

In this moment he was not a god stage cultivator nor was he the leader of one of the most powerful noble houses in the entire Earth Federation.

He was 'John'.

A mysterious fugitive who had disguised himself and was now being brought before an inquisitor. The Federines version of government attack dogs, brutal aliens who would hesitate to kill men, women, or children if their higher up commanded them to.

It would take little effort for the alien on the other side of the screen to simply speak a few words and order their starship to be destroyed in a barrage of plasma fire.

Killing everyone onboard.