"The organization behind us is called the Dark Holy See.
We've always upheld the philosophy that extremes beget their opposites, hence our name, 'Dark.'
We firmly believe that absolute light will inevitably follow extreme darkness."
As Hand-Head spoke of his background, a proud, almost arrogant, expression spread across his face.
He looked as though their Dark Holy See was the sole ruler of this world, capable of controlling the fate of all creation.
"What region is your faction from?"
Chu He showed little surprise. After all, in these turbulent times,
all sorts of bizarre organizations, their alignments hard to discern, were springing up like mushrooms after a rainstorm.
The state of the world had already become complex and volatile, like a massive, chaotic chessboard.
"Our organization isn't defined by regional boundaries."
Hand-Head puffed out his chest, his tone tinged with smugness,
