Albestros Winston, one of the two people who had shared any meaningful connection with Kahn during his time in the Rakos Empire, was lost in thought.
It was the fifth anniversary of Kahn's departure, and memories of their time together flooded his mind. He couldn't help but feel a pang of longing for the man who had once been a significant part of his life.
In the midst of this quiet reminiscence, a calm, pleased voice suddenly echoed from behind, shattering the tranquil moment.
"Looks like I've been missed."
Startled, Albestros and Sirius turned toward the source of the voice. Standing before them was a man clad in a dark gray longcoat.
His tall and firm physique radiated an imposing aura, but it was the voice that struck a deep chord within Albestros, sending him spiraling down memory lane.
"Who... who are you?" Albestros stammered, his voice shaky with disbelief. But before the man could respond, Albestros' gaze locked onto the dark gray longcoat.
