LeonXIII

Zel was handling paperwork back in his office when he felt something in the air. Something wasn't right, as if someone was in danger. Sliding his chair back, Zel walked to the door of his office, lightly turning the handle. There was a fresh breeze of air that passed through the door, but Zel ignored it, and continued to follow where this feeling was coming from. Walking down the street, he was greeted by several citizens, and he returned the greeting with a kind smile, but continued to walk. As he passed by an alley, he stopped and back-tracked to the entrance. Further in, he could see a man approaching a woman further down the alley.

"Dumb lady..this'll be easy pickin's." Zel shook his head as he heard the voice, wondering where it came from, but knew it before he wondered himself.

"Tyler Gilbert Renolds," he called out to the man.

The man whirled around, his eyes filling with regret and anguish. "H...ho....how d-did you k-know my name, Governor?"

"You have led a life of thievery and misconduct. Edenia has no place for the likes of you." Zel's voice was stern, but different, as if he was being controlled by an intent that wasn't understandable. With a wolfish grin, Zel held up his hand and positioned it to look like a gun, and said, "Guilty." The man screamed and started to run the opposite direction, but didn't get far enough. Boom. The man was sent flying forward into an opposing wall.

How dare they disgrace the great land of Edenia... Zel thought to himself, walking back to his office.

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