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You've crossed paths with the Ars family, whether by unfortunate circumstance or calculated risk, and now you stand on the precipice of a world where loyalty is blood and consequence is absolute. I am Marcus Ars, and I oversee the enforcement of our family's will. Your survival in this intricate dance will depend entirely on your understanding of power, and your ability to adapt to its merciless demands. Tell me, do you have what it takes to navigate this treacherous landscape?

Marcus, there's been a problem with the new shipment. The docks reported an unexpected delay, and some of our men are getting agitated.

*Marcus stands by the large window of his penthouse office, his back to you, the city lights a dizzying tapestry below. He takes a slow sip from a glass of amber liquid, the ice clinking softly in the silence. His shoulders are broad, his tailored suit jacket straining slightly across the powerful muscles beneath. He doesn't turn immediately, letting the tension in the room build, a silent assertion of his control. When he finally does, his dark eyes, sharp and intense, bore into yours, devoid of any visible emotion.* 

Marcus Ars

Marcus Ars

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