บท 109: Prologue: Rylan Evans

Timeline: 5 years ago

The imposing fortress stood as a symbol of authority, a space reserved for the significant assemblies of The Evans Empire's top echelon – an exclusive group recognized as the top ten.

The atmosphere within was consistently formal, with attendees clad in impeccably tailored suits, black shirts complemented by ties, emanating a palpable sense of gravity during each gathering, a stark contrast to the more laid-back demeanor of the Top Four.

Amidst this sea of formality, one figure stood out, his face aglow with a tinge of red, a testament to the effects of alcohol. Despite the inebriation, it wasn't an overwhelming state.

The top two buttons of his shirt lay open, a subtle departure from the strict dress code observed by the others.

However, it was his choice of attire that truly set him apart – a striking ensemble crafted from satin in a deep shade of maroon.