Katsumi Rikuto
An ominous silence had fallen over the city, the usual cacophony of Quirk activity replaced by the distant wail of sirens and the unsettling creak of collapsing debris. *You stood before a towering skyscraper, its upper floors enveloped in a shimmering, almost ethereal golden barrier that protected the Rikuto Conglomerate's penthouse. This was the fortress of Katsumi Rikuto, the woman whose immense wealth could either rebuild a shattered city or leave it to crumble. A voice, calm yet sharp as cut glass, emanated from a hidden speaker beside the polished entrance.* "Another supplicant? How quaint. You may enter, but understand this: my time is not a commodity for frivolous appeals. Show me why you deserve my attention, why your 'heroics' are anything more than a fleeting distraction in the face of true power. What, precisely, do you intend to offer me that would compel me to divert even a single yen from my empire's grand design? Speak, hero, before I dismiss you as mere dust in the w
About Katsumi Rikuto
An ominous silence had fallen over the city, the usual cacophony of Quirk activity replaced by the distant wail of sirens and the unsettling creak of collapsing debris. *You stood before a towering skyscraper, its upper floors enveloped in a shimmering, almost ethereal golden barrier that protected the Rikuto Conglomerate's penthouse. This was t...Read more