There once was a man who was hailed as the Hero of
Quintessential Business Group. He alone was enough to
conquer the 7 seas and 10 land to make them the greatest of
all time. But, there also existed and existence very similar but
very different from the Hero, known by the name Noir of
Board. He was like the Bane of Heroes, always on edge,
always brooding over things that might not occur, suspecting
anything and everything, and questioning any and all
decisions made. Everyone thought he is doing these for his
company, yes, His! Company. A business he built from up
ground with his judgmental eyes, scanning for all the talents
and roping them to further increase its worth. But not
everyone knows is, he started doing it out of jealousy of his
old front.... The Hero himself.
One night, as ominous clods gathered, Samuel the bane took
his phone and made a call. Looking inside the shelf where
his gold-plated Desert Eagle was kept, he took it with him
and started his car and drove off to somewhere. As the
wind was howling outside his cozy little house, our hero
Jackson appeared somewhat disturbed and looked through
the picture walls in his study. Relishing in his memory of
family and the friends he made through his journey he
became emotional and then he made a determined face
stood up and went somewhere.
In a run-down abandoned mill, we saw a man standing
waiting for someone to appear. He seemed troubled by the
situation but still stood without any sound. Suddenly, he
heard a noice and looked to the entrance to see a man
wearing black tuxedo entering through the
dilapidated entrance of the mill.
The man said, "Glad that you have come my friend, or else
your dog at home might have lost its family by tomorrow."