[Moments Earlier…]
Within an extremely spacious meeting room adorned with simple designs such as proper tiled floors and murals decorating the walls, there was a long, rectangular table—reminiscent of a council meeting where all the stakeholders of a certain enterprise usually gathered around.
The table was seemingly made of transparent glass, and it reflected the milky white ceiling of the room. The squeaky clean tiles were a fine mix of white and black, but thankfully the murals on the walls possessed a tapestry of colours that made the room feel alive.
Within this vast room, as one would expect, a lot of people were seated on their respective chairs, and some were also standing behind the various seats—almost like guards to those seated.
There was only one person who seemed to be standing—or rather, floating—at the forefront of the bunch, and she was the moderator of this meeting.