52. Admiral Red

First world

Northern hemisphere

Headquarters of the marines

The day Gaus came to the Multiverse...

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A middle-aged man sat on a chair with both his feet resting on the table in front of him, one foot on top of the other. The table was wide, its top was black and shiny. The room was also painted black from the ceiling to the floor.

The man's eyes were also black, from the sclera to the iris. His shoes were as black as the table. His clothes were even darker than the table, with not a speck of dirt on them. The only thing not black in the room was the man's skin. He was so pale that people would assume he'd white-colored blood in his veins.

He stared at the wall in front of him in silence. He looked composed and majestic. Like a carefully carved sculpture of a king judging his subjects.

Knock.

One faint sound came from the door. The person knocking must have been afraid not to disturb the man inside the room.

"Come in," the black-eyed man whispered.