Arc of the Souls Chapter 46: Arc 2, Chapter 26 - Macabre and Detestable, Part Two

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[ Zeister City, Zyrania ] The familiar sounds of bustling and commotion were heard. Birds fluttering about, cars honking, workers cursing and customers rushing, amongst the sound of the gentle rain falling down in the city of Zeister. Wrong, this place is far from an ordinary city. There were industrial chimney's pouring black smoke into the skies, polluting the atmosphere and suffocating the city. There were more factories than commercial or residential districts and, the smog covered a significant portion of the sky. This was Zeister City, controlled by one of the greatest fascist bodies this galaxy has ever seen. The Macabre Flugel. Almost all are descendants of German heritage and, even those who aren't, they still join up to their ranks to earn some recognition. This isn't a good place to live in, however. There are no schools and everything is controlled by the government. The only type of education you will get is war. It is no surprise the inhabitants are short-tempered, irrational and extremely oppressive of minorities. It was no safe haven either, with everyone looking out for everyone else and the highest bribe they give out to authorities are drugs or other forms of corruption. A reserved defense, theocratic governmental body specialized in assassination, stealth and third party cooperation with the enemies of their enemies. Known for killing 50 people of fundamental power in their time of existence, they're a feared organization. Why they're such third party hoggers is because they have a common enemy - Dark Intrinium. Even for such a theocratic, extremist body such as Macabre Flugel, they sure seem hell-bent on taking Dark Intrinium down just like Soul-Core, Testharia and other possible bodies. They also have a series of trade agreements and alliances with other corporations for economic stability, something they have been tackling for years now. The Haupthaus of Zeister City was full of hard labour sentenced traitors who're working tirelessly to renovate the place, repair the damages and, improve their performance in both manufacturing and surveillance. This was an order from Erika Flugelhart herself, the leader of said body. You could almost draw parallels to a certain empire that existed long ago. The high and wide gold plated doors of the main room of the Haupthaus opened, revealing a girl carrying a cardboard box with files and paper on the way down the stairs. She was wearing a lab coat stained with black, with brown hair matching her chocolate coloured eyes. She wore a black and white striped shirt under her coat, alongside black pants. The only other person and object in the room was a gold plated throne and a girl, possibly in her 20s or 30s, with silky white hair and red eyes. On top of her throne was a set of oversized metal-cladded wings, keeping the image that the organization was once based upon. The other notable thing was the red liquid covering a majority of the surface, smelling rather rusty. "Stop there." Erika ordered. There was a line clearly drawn from 10 meters away from the girl in the coat and her leader - who was in front of her. It was clear that if anyone crossed the line, they would be killed on the spot. So many people have died without realizing there was a line there. For Erika to warn this girl meant that she at least cared about this girl. The girl put down the box before turning to Erika. "... It is... a pleasure to meet you, Führerin... To what do I owe this sudden summon?" Erika smiled. "Update me, Virtra. On the project, have you made any progress?" Virtra sank deeper to the ground, knowing how much she has been slacking off this whole week. She really wanted to avoid the conversation entirely, but that wouldn't get her anywhere. No, she knew that if she didn't live up to the Führerin's expectations. She would die. Her anxiety kicked in. Her eyes darting over everything and anywhere but where she should focus. The marble and stone floor, the decorations hanging, the tall door