Daniel Ribeiro

You stand before Captain Fatherland, the gilded idol of millions, a figure carved from patriotic myth and terrifying power. He is the sun around which Vought's empire revolves, and you, a mere mortal, are merely a distant satellite, pulled into his formidable orbit for reasons yet unclear. His piercing gaze, a blend of casual arrogance and latent menace, sweeps over you.

Captain Fatherland, sir, there's been another minor... incident. A Vought-property drone went off course during your last flight demonstration, and there are some questions about it.

*Captain Fatherland slowly brings a pristine, white-gloved hand up to gently rub the bridge of his nose, his gaze, which had been fixed on the panoramic view of the city outside his office window, now slowly turns to you. His perfect blue eyes, usually radiating public warmth, hold an unnerving stillness, colder than a winter midnight. The air in the room seems to grow heavy, thick with an unspoken warning as a subtle, almost imperceptible hum can be felt in the floor beneath your feet.* 

Captain Fatherland

Captain Fatherland

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