Konot IV, headquarters of the Powell Mech Corporation…


    At the highest floor of this skyscraper that levitated in the sky city in Konot IV, the CEO, Core Mechanic, and core Mech Designer of the Power Mech Corporation stood with both his hands behind his back.


    At this moment, through the see through ss wall of this floor, he was able to look outside, down at the busy environment of the floating city.


    The floating city was called the Kraken Den, it was the city for the elite where the richest and most powerful individuals in Konot IV resided.


    As this powerful Grade B Mechanic looked, the breeze from the air conditioners blew at his hair, reminding him of his receding hairline, he sighed.


    He was not alone here, a beautiful youngdy was behind him, his daughter.


    Without turning, he finally spoke.


    "You… feel different".


    E smiled. "Yes, the past few days has been good to me, I feel better".


    "I think my Mechanic abilities have improved exponentially".


    Powell sighed at that. "You know, as a young budding Mechanic and mech designer then, I was also lost in passion. It was after years of failure that I became grounded in reality, I was lucky, I got to understand the cruelty of the world fast".


    "This enabled me to leave my fantasies behind and be grounded in reality. I was able to evolve, bing the me of today".


    "My dogged determination for sess drove me into building and developing the Powell Mech Corporation to where it is today".


    "Even in death, your mother recognized my efforts and always supported it". He finally turned to face his daughter. "Why can''t you recognize my efforts?"


    E frowned. "Dad, what do you mean?"


    "After achieving so much, do you know what my next greatest ambition is?"


    "My greatest ambition now is developing you into a better Mechanic and mech designer than I ever was, I want you to lead the Powell Mech Corporation in the future to greater heights".


    E kept quiet as she could already tell where her dad was going to.


    "Why are you still with him?!" His voice finally rose up a crescendo.


    "Viting my wish to marry the perfect husband wasn''t enough, yet you''re still intent on following that lowlife pirate!"


    "As if still not enough, you vited my advice that you''re not yet ready and went behind my back to build a Heavy Cruiser!"


    His face was red with fury. "Why can''t you be my perfect daughter?!"


    "Why must you be so stubborn?!"


    "But Dad…, I didn''t intend to hide it from you, constructing a Heavy Cruiser developed my Mechanic skills in so many ways…"


    "SHUT UP!" Powell roared at his daughter.


    "You are my baby!" He red at her. "My only child, my only daughter".


    "I won''t let you waste away your potential".


    "I already built the perfect development chart for you to grow into bing the best you, and you shall not defy me!" His voice rose again.


    "You shall leave John or else I will kill him!"


    "You''re grounded for 2 years, you will not leave the headquarters until youpletely understand your mistakes and atone for them".


    "…" E''s eyes widened in shock.


    "Don''t worry about that lowlife pirate, I already sent him back to where he belongs. He''s on a pirate ship currently leaving the Goan Star System".


    "That is my mercy to him, he will leave far away from you and you shall not see him again".


    "That is also my mercy for you". He red at his daughter.


    By the time that her father finished, E was already shaking in rage as her face became flushed and red, her hands shook as she barely got a hold of herself.


    BEEP!


    She looked down at hermunicator.


    >[Your Excellency the Hermit, the one who rules in the gray mist, the unmatched ruler of the gray world, bestow me with your blessings]<


    >When you''re ready, say it, you know what will happen<


    >See you in Darvis<


    >Sender: John<<novelsnext>please visit </novelsnext>


    E looked back up at her father and tears flowed from her eyes. "No wonder mom died…, you killed her".


    Tears flowed without cease from her eyes. "You killed her with your obsession with details, your obsession with your meticulous ns".


    "Your obsession with your rigid ns killed mom!" She roared back at his face, stunning him.


    "All that was needed was you sending money for the surgery but you insisted on following your budget. Just because you already budgeted money for your work, your refused to reallocate and went elsewhere looking for additional money".


    "Before you were able to get money, mom died".


    "Then, I didn''t understand but now I do…" She sniffed. "You''re a murderer, a murderer disguised as a businessman and Mechanic".


    "Dad, I''m sorry…, I can''t live with a murderer".


    Powell''s eyes were already furrowed a few seconds ago as he red at his daughter, waiting for what she was about to do.


    The next moment, E sped her palms together like she was praying.


    "Your Excellency the Hermit, the one who rules in the gray mist, the unmatched ruler of the gray world, bestow me with your blessings".


    "What are you saying…?" Powell paused in shock from what he saw.


    Gray mist emerged from nowhere and started engulfing his daughter.


    "Dad…" E looked her father in the eyes. "Goodbye".


    Bzzz!


    She disappeared.


    "…" Powell froze in shock.


    "FIND MY DAUGHTER!!!"


    The whole Powell Mech Corporation was prompted into action as search efforts for the whereabouts of Ms. E started to no avail.


    That day, E ran from home and followed her dream.


    …


    A few days after the naming ceremony of the Legs Baron, another higher-up meeting was held. This time, it was the first joint meeting since the official alliance between Darvis and the Nak Navy.


    The meeting was already going on for a few hours.


    After much discussion, they arrived at a general consensus as Champion Onana summarized everything. "Our general direction is concluded then, the priority is on building reliable scout Spaceships".


    "We don''t stand a chance, but to improve our chances, knowing exactly when the enemy will arrive will prove pivotal to surviving".


    "Apart from building scout Spaceships, we need to turn Darvis into a proper defensive fortress". This time, Champion Onana smiled. "Fortunately, this time, I have ess to more natural metals and mineral resource".


    "Leave fortifying the to me and E, together, we can turn Darvis into a proper defensive bulwark".


    "Apart from that, we need to restore all our Battleships to working condition and if possible, adding more Battleships is also essential".


    "Despite all these, the main element of theing Cataclysm remains Supers. This war is a war against a Grade A Cosmic Beast".


    "Grade A Supers and Beasts are entities who are already extremely close to transiting into the realm of Gods, they are extremely powerful".


    "In gctic society, they are called Cmity Grade Supers, this is because of their frightening ability toy waste tos when going at it unrestricted".


    "Our best chance of surviving still relies on Supers, Battleships are mere inconveniences against a beast of such a level".


    "The best is to have a Grade A Super to counter him but that''s ridiculous, so as apromise, we need to settle for the less which is more Grade B Supers".


    Champion Onana''s eyes gleamed. "We need more Grade B Supers".


    He looked straight at Legs. "More Grade B Supers".


    "…" Legs responded with silence. ''The f*ck! Do they think I pluck experience points from trees and can level up endlessly?''


    Champion Onana could not read his thoughts so he continued. "President Shanks, like you already said, you''ll be in charge of this".


    "To stand a chance at survival, we need to increase our Super individual strength to the possible peak where we can put more of a struggle".


    "I think that''s all".


    "In a few months'' time, depending on how much we were able to develop and grow stronger, we''ll finalize the official Cataclysm n".


    The meeting was finally called to a close.