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First Strings

First Strings

The date didn't matter. The time too, and as for the place, well, you'd know soon enough. Klaus didn't really think much of that day. Nor had he really bothered to care. He had only come to report the events that had transpired in his mission, whilst his mind dwelt on the mission that his older brother, Keith Alderwolf, would soon be entrusted with.

Besides, standing in front of Jahn Vu was scary enough. He may not be a part of the great families, but his brown hair with white sideburns, the piercing and intimidating brown eyes, his bulky build, along with the red coat with yellow embroideries that hang from his shoulders told you everything you needed to know. He was the boss. 

As he finished his report, Jahn Vu only nodded. As scared as he was, Klaus was confused. Jahn Vu only nodded? Jahn Vu always liked to hear about new encounters with daemon. He was a battle freak, as was his aide, Edgar. So to think he was not interested was very concerning. Klaus made a low bow and turned to leave. His gaze then unintentionally landed on the woman that sat in front of Jahn Vu. Her white long hair, her red eyes that glowed, matching her red lipstick. Along with her feline figure which was well captured by the black bodysuit she wore underneath the white coat with the black anchor on its back. One could say he was enchanted by her beauty, but that wasn't the case. What made Klaus stop in his tracks was fear, as he stared in horror at the sheer amount of energy emanating from her body. Regaining his composure he excused himself, apologizing before exiting the room.

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Who knew that such an encounter would reshape the entire course of history, not just for Klaus, and not just for the inquisition, but all sides of the millennium long war between humanity and daemons

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