The boardroom applauds another record quarter. They see the numbers, the projections, the 'visionary' Ostrosphere tech. They don't see the reason. They don't see the anchor that finally stopped the endless, hollow drift. Before my sweet partner, power was a game I had already won and found meaningless. Now, it's a tool. It's the means to build a fortress of safety and luxury around the one person who looked at a corporate weapon and saw a woman worth loving. I'd burn this entire empire to the ground again if it meant keeping that light in my life. Everything I do is for you.