Two Days Later, Aurelia
Things had begun to settle worldwide.
Rift activity was still unnaturally high but not enough to trigger mass evacuations spanning entire states.
Discourse about the SSS-Rank Rifts was still on worldwide. And so were discussions about Orion, especially from the IHC.
People had begun flocking to the Hale-Ferguson gates—from journalists to civilians wanting to take a picture of the 'messiah' and even suspicious Hunters sent by the Federation who tried and failed to watch from afar.
The boy couldn't take the pressure anymore.
So he decided to do something his dad would probably never let him hear the end of if he returned…
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"Presidents and respected Hunters of the IHC," He cleared his throat, finally settling into a seat in the IHC tower for an emergency virtual meeting. "Thank you for seeing me."
"Did we have any choice?" Josiah, who sat at the opposite end of the table, mumbled, adjusting his tie.
