The Emperor's Gaze Pierces the Soul, a Top-Secret Meeting!

In a quiet bookstore in Ward 20, the faint scent of old books and ink lingered in the air. Sunlight fell through the windows onto dark-brown tables and chairs. Readers lined up in a long queue, new books in hand, waiting quietly.

Takatsuki Sen sat at a wooden table, gripping a silver fountain pen so tightly that her knuckles had gone white. Her beautiful eyes, hidden behind black-rimmed glasses, trembled.

Is this... the power of a god? The thought kept repeating in her mind. The RC Cells within her, normally savage and arrogant, had curled up like a dying snake the moment the white-robed god approached.

Her heart hammered wildly. Every beat against her chest brought a wave of weakness. She drew a deep breath.

Forcing her trembling muscles under control, she reached out with her bandaged arm and awkwardly picked up the silver pen she had dropped on the table.

Her hand shook so badly that the silver nib scored a deep black line across the new book's white title page. Ink spilled from the pen.

It spread into a stark black blot on the pristine paper. The stain kept growing, and Takatsuki Sen's fingers would not stop trembling.

She inhaled deeply and bit her red lip. Tearing off a fresh strip of white paper, she pressed the nib to it. A harsh, grating scratch sounded.

She quickly wrote down a secret address: the rooftop of a tall, abandoned building in Ward 20.

After writing the last character, Takatsuki Sen set down the pen and looked up. She forced an uneasy smile onto her delicate, pale face.

She locked every trace of her violent, apex-predator aura deep within herself.

Pretending to be an ordinary reader who admired the God Emperor, she said, "My lord, I'm one of your devoted