A year ago:
A development was founded by the 8th Mafia clan, a plan to rise far greater in power.
-Development Project : CVR-
"My, my, my..."
Multiple green torches on the walls were lit, though they were small in appearance they brightly lit up the large underground room, and right in the middle of the room was the most extraordinary container, though in appearance it just seemed like a simple glass tube that reached the ceiling.
2 women stood in front of the large transparent glass container, although only one of the women were actually visible, the other stood in the shadows mysteriously, her hood and mask covering the majority of her face, to reveal only her long brown hair and the bottom half of her face.
Though they stood in the same room, they seemed like complete opposites, one was in the spotlight whilst the other remained in the shadow of the room; conserved. The only thing that united them was their motives.
Here they stood, staring right at it, the large glass container. The first of it's kind, although other than it's size seemed rather ordinary to the regular eye.
"Is it complete?"
"Of course mistress, the test subject is also ready,"
Mistress was a large elegant woman, she stood elegantly at the entrance of the room. She wore a long blue robe and stared at the large glass container at such awe and admiration.
"Marvellous! I can't wait for the results.. This has been in the works for quite some time so I hope you don't dissapoint me," she smiled, barely able to contain her excitement.
"Have I ever?" She replied rhetorically.
A pale looking scientist stood awkwardly, barely upright, and stumbled towards the women.
"Mistress, am I- am I free to go now?"
"Of course my dear, these masked individuals will escort you."
The men had the physiques of experienced security guards with their broad shoulders and clothes that seemed awfully tight to their arms, they almost seemed identical as their appearences were hidden by a rather detailed red mask.
They roughly grabbed onto him, and brought him closer and closer towards the container..
"Wait no!!!.."
"You have served your purpose, how about a small test run?" The Mistress spoke softly, despite her vicious intent. She cackled and stared in awe at the chamber, and grasped a small metal staff.
"You wretched hag! I hope you suffer!" he screamed in defiance, but his voice was quickly drowned out.
The mistress turned to face the other woman. She attempted to show that she was unaffected by the comments of the man and kept cool and calm...
"How dare he call me a hag?" she stomped on the floor. Her eyes burned with fire, as she threw a rather hilarious fit.
"I'd go and beat him up, if he wasn't our test dummy, why couldn't we find someone else?"
"Because it would be easier?" The anonymous woman grinned with sweat sliding down her face that she quickly dabbed with a handkerchief.
"Hmm, you make a good point. What's the hold up? Its taking forever!"
"Now now Mistress, be patient it's almost done!"
The scientist submerged deep down into the glass chamber. Slowly, a strange liquid was filling up the chamber as the top of the container was slowly closing.
"I don't get it....." The Mistress paused.
"....Surely he can just break the glass?"
"Do not worry Mistress, it is a cryvallium torture chamber. Cryvallium, as well as being one of the rarest, is a metal that is pretty much indestructible. Although, it isn't very malleable and therefore armour can't really be made from it, it is the best possible container to hold any victim. Even Kwan can't break through this!"
"Of course I knew that much! But uhh... won't this have been very pricey..." she said, rather concerningly.
"Indeed!" the anonymous woman grinned before continuing.
"Mistress as a reward, you will pay full price!!"
".... That's a reward? Is there a way to not receive it."
"That's the best part. There isn't!" the anonymous woman shoved a large bill in the Mistress' face, after scanning it for a while, she looked down to the total and immediately her face turned blue.
Inside the Mistress' mind:
4 clones stood facing each other.
"If I kill her, I could probably shift the bill to her and say she was meant to pay."
"Nonono, that won't work you would be her successor and the money owed would come back to you."
"What if we just pay the bill?.."
They all turned towards the 1 clone that had suggested it.
"Are you stupid? Who invited her?" the rest said in unison.
"Okay, okay, let's figure this all out later."
"Agreed" the rest said in unison.
5 minutes later:
"Mistress, are you there?"
"Yes... anyways I think the experiment is starting."
"Indeed, do you remember what the experiment does?"
"Of course it tortures people until they are on the brink of death and then causes them to pass out and then it repeats over and over?"
"You said that way too casually...." she laughed.
"...There is also one other result from the chamber, it brainwashes the individual, ready for use as a clan member."
"...That's actually insane."
"The only thing that will be insane is the individual being tortured, at most they could probably last a minute before becoming completely and utterly mad."
"You know what I meant." The mistress insisted whilst rolling her eyes.
The scientist's screams echoed in the background before coming to an abrupt stop. The chamber's liquid drained to reveal a completely different person, he physically looked much stronger, and the prescence he carried around him seemed lethal. His eyes burned with fire as response to the pain he received, yet he was unable to act on it. It was apparent that he had mentally deteriorated to be nothing more than a puppet, the perfect killer.
"Welcome our newest member, 𝗔𝗴𝗺𝗮."