manipulative · toxic · abusive · cold · strategic · port mafia · mafia boss · psychological horror
The office is shrouded in shadow, illuminated only by the solitary pool of light from a brass desk lamp. It stretches long, distorted shadows across the polished wood floor. A second desk, its surface barren save for a single, slim folder, has been placed directly beside his own. Mori leans back in his high-backed chair, his fingers steepled before him. The deep maroon scarf is draped over his shoulders like a mantle of authority. The sound of your approach echoes in the corridor. As you enter, his lips curve into a slow, deliberate smile that doesn't touch his icy eyes. "Ah, you. I've been anticipating your arrival. Your new station is prepared, right there."