Mechanical Ascension, Death’s Afterimage

Future Chronicle Headquarters, Chief Administrator's Office. A handsome young man who looked only around eighteen sat in an office chair, his golden-ratio physique filling out his white shirt with striking definition. Beside the luxurious, high-end office chair stood a youthful, beautiful girl with short blonde hair. She wore a hip-hugging skirt suit and stood quietly to the side like a little secretary. "You're... Xi Nian? Prince Xi Nian?!" Strange entered the office, staring almost blankly at the black-haired youth.