Misunderstanding

As Desmond perused the collection of auction items, his fascination grew with each historical account he read. He marveled at the intricate storytelling woven into every piece, acknowledging that even amidst the darker elements, the creators had gone to great lengths to craft captivating narratives.

"Interesting," he mused to himself, his mind sharpened by his past experiences. "Such tricks hold no sway over me. After all, I was raised in the embrace of a renowned organization during my previous life. Deception and nefarious dealings were commonplace in my daily existence."

Unbeknownst to Desmond, a portly man with malevolence emanating from his gaze steadily approached, driven by a wicked intent. If Desmond continued engrossed in his exploration, an imminent collision between the two was all but unavoidable.