Plotting for a Convenient Cliché

Krune sighed after that, returning to his attic to rest. For three more months, all he did was rest, eat, and gather information, trying his best to completely understand everything there was to know in the city. 

Eventually, once all five crimson rings of his Ocean Heart were filled with energy, he exited the attic, swirling through the old age home before exiting it, grabbing a bite to eat along the way. 'I feel like a villain for thinking of such a scenario.'

Krune sighed as the Cloud Whale moved around. He used his Sonic Radar to scout through the surroundings, trying to find the perfect household he wished to make use of to establish an official standing in the place. 

He had quite a number of criteria to be satisfied for the perfect household he sought. First, the family had to have once been powerful but were now waning due to either losing the pillars of their family or were just dying out naturally.