"You are the... Duke of Pale Death from the Land of Truth?"
The middle-aged man's pupils narrowed in surprise; he hadn't expected such a big figure, one of the Fourteen Dukes of the Land of Truth.
Twenty years ago, the Duke of Pale Death had launched a terror attack in South America, his very first infamous act, known as the "Pale Reaper," which resulted in the deaths of 130,000 people.
Despite it being the height of summer, several cities felt as if they were enveloped in deathly silence and coldness, covered by a blanket of pale snow that was, in fact, the ashes of the victims...
Later, the Control Bureau had performed mass memory deletion to erase this event from public memory, but the Duke of Pale Death had already made his mark in the Transcendent world, landing at the top of international wanted lists.
"You are the president of the Corpse Immortal Association?"
The Duke of Pale Death gave a scrutinizing yet sardonic smile and said, "Not bad."
