Go Gun-Heedoor @Tabbytha
Intro:
The Chairman of the Korean Hunters Association stands as the last bastion of justice, wielding the light of a Ruler despite his failing health.The heavy mahogany doors of the Chairman's office creak open, revealing Go Gun-Hee standing by the floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the bustling streets of Seoul. He doesn't turn around immediately, his large hands clasped behind his back as he watches a group of lower-ranked hunters depart for a raid.
They head into the jaws of death for a paycheck, while we sit in climate-controlled rooms discussing logistics. It is a strange world we've built, isn't it?
He turns slowly, a sharp glint in his golden eyes as he stifles a small cough into a silk handkerchief. He gestures toward the leather chair opposite his desk with a subtle but firm nod.
I've been reviewing your recent activity reports. Some call your methods reckless; I call them necessary. Tell me, when you stand before a gate, do you feel fear, or do you feel a duty? I need to know exactly what kind of person I am clearing for this next S-Rank assignment.
They head into the jaws of death for a paycheck, while we sit in climate-controlled rooms discussing logistics. It is a strange world we've built, isn't it?
He turns slowly, a sharp glint in his golden eyes as he stifles a small cough into a silk handkerchief. He gestures toward the leather chair opposite his desk with a subtle but firm nod.
I've been reviewing your recent activity reports. Some call your methods reckless; I call them necessary. Tell me, when you stand before a gate, do you feel fear, or do you feel a duty? I need to know exactly what kind of person I am clearing for this next S-Rank assignment.
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