Pierre, still incredulous and confused by the situation, follows the Zerg soldier through the wreckage. As they walk, he starts gathering his thoughts and summons the courage to speak, perplexed by the absurd turn of events that has occurred in his life.
He needed to find within himself his worst and most deceitful version to escape the problem. But Pierre had no intention whatsoever of becoming someone deceitful and of bad character. He wanted a “badass and sweet” version of himself.
“I... I can't believe it... Thank you for saving me,” says Pierre, his voice still trembling with a mixture of surprise and a touch of theatricality.
Upon hearing Pierre's gratitude, Duke Zimmer responds with seriousness and formality: “Your gratitude is appreciated, but my mission is to ensure the safety and well-being of all in the Zerg galaxy.”
Pierre internally questions the role he must now play: the role of the defenseless, the victim who needed to be rescued. Is this his defense, his shield against any suspicion? His most authentic and sentimental version?
Pierre holds back and conceals a slight sarcastic smile, as if he were amused by the absurdity of the situation. He decides to embrace this new role with all its dramatic potential, knowing that behind the façade, his true intention is to rid himself of it all.
From that moment on, Pierre transforms into an almost caricature-like character, a blend of exaggerated innocence and heightened emotions.
Even though it wasn't by his own hands, Pierre acknowledges that those two paid for all the dreadful sufferings they caused to numerous orcs who arrived in Nexus with hope, only to have their lives and destinies interrupted.
He accidentally plunged into a world of investigations, crimes, and possible twists. He, as an unlikely hero, is improbable—a victim rescued by chance, now entangled in a web of intergalactic intrigues.
At the galactic justice terminal, Pierre is escorted to an interrogation room. He settles into one of the floating seats, feeling somewhat out of place under the stern gaze of Captain Izavel Adon, who attentively observes him.
He recognizes that this is his crucial opportunity to prove his innocence, to demonstrate that he too was ensnared in this intricate plot. The words flow determinedly from his mouth as he describes the events that led him there, aiming to convince the captain and her investigative team of his true victimhood.
With his extensive experience in the DGES, Pierre is well acquainted with pathological liars. He knows how they operate, how they manipulate others, and what to avoid to prevent raising suspicion. Now, facing Captain Izavel Adon, he must be flawless, utilizing his infallible weapon: the art of appearing vulnerable.
While seated in the interrogation room, Pierre assumes a pensive posture. He knows that people are not easily deceived, but he also knows how to earn their trust. With gentle, slightly teary eyes, he emanates an aura of vulnerability, while his voice subtly trembles.
Aware that every word will be meticulously analyzed, Pierre begins narrating the facts with a careful blend of sincerity and drama. He carefully chooses his words, emphasizing the emotional details that evoke empathy. His facial expression and subtle body language reinforce the image of an innocent victim.
The accusations against Koo Looj carried utmost seriousness, shaking the principles established by the Galactic Council. The sale of living beings, in clear violation of guidelines, demonstrated repugnant and unacceptable conduct.
Furthermore, involvement in primary transformations for combat form, reserved exclusively for military personnel or strictly authorized situations, constituted another transgression weighing heavily upon him. Lastly, the connection to the use of orc necromantic magic, prohibited under all circumstances, further intensified the gravity of the accusations.
These condemnable practices cast a dark shadow over Koo Looj, placing him in an extremely delicate position under galactic laws and regulations. The necessity of a thorough and comprehensive investigation was evident to uncover all transgressions committed and bring justice to this obscure scenario.
For Zimmer Sommerfeld, a noble defender of justice, the mere existence of zergs who supported or utilized orc necromantic magic and summoned mystical beings in the Zerg galaxy was utterly unacceptable.
This malevolent practice not only posed a threat to the established order but also compromised the integrity of the galaxy itself. His determination to combat such behavior was unwavering, and he was resolute in ensuring that all evidence was presented and that the responsible individuals faced the consequences of their actions.
As Captain Izavel Adon continued the interrogation, Pierre was aware that in Izavel's eyes, he was simply a cursed orc, a guilty criminal, a stereotypical image that obscured his true essence.
As the interrogation progressed, Pierre felt compelled to express his frustration and question Captain Izavel forcefully. With unwavering resolve, he proclaimed, “What this maze is teaching me is not where the exit is, but rather which paths lead to nowhere.”
Gazing intently at her, he firmly stated, “We, the orcs, are indiscriminately hated, regardless of whether we are doing good or evil.”
Pierre's words resonated with impact, “I have the right not to be enslaved, Captain Izavel.”
Pierre's words echoed in the interrogation room, filling the air with tension. Izavel was momentarily surprised by the orc's assertiveness but quickly regained composure and retorted, “Your rights are guaranteed, you are free to go, but for now, you cannot leave the Zerg galaxy.”
Upon being released, Pierre felt a wave of frustration washing over his thoughts. Captain Izavel's determination to prevent him from leaving the Zerg galaxy immediately placed an obstacle in his plans. He understood that from an investigative standpoint, this restriction might be considered appropriate, but it didn't diminish his dissatisfaction.
Pierre knew that his only chance of escaping that galaxy was to overcome this restriction and find a way to set himself free. He needed to proceed with caution, carefully evaluating all available options.
Pierre appealed to Captain Izavel with fervor and compelling arguments. His voice overflowed with concern and fear of remaining in that hostile place. He expressed his concerns about his safety, questioning what could happen to him, a mere orc, if someone decided to harm him.
“I need to leave, Captain Izavel. What if someone wants to hurt me, or worse? I have no protection here, no means to defend myself,” Pierre said sincerely, his voice tinged with desperation.
He sought to touch the captain's heart, appealing to compassion and the basic need for security. Pierre knew that despite his condition as an orc, his life, and well-being still mattered, and he wasn't willing to risk everything due to an imposed restriction.
Observing Pierre's genuine anguish, Captain Izavel felt her heart soften in response to the orc's plea. She understood that her decision to confine him within the Zerg galaxy could put him in real danger.
“I understand your concern, Pierre. I will allow you to leave the Zerg galaxy, but under one condition: you will have to be under my direct supervision.”
Tears welled up in Pierre's eyes, not of sadness but of an intense mixture of relief and happiness. The news that he could leave the Zerg galaxy was like a ray of hope amidst the darkness surrounding him.
“I... I can leave?” Pierre uttered with a trembling voice, struggling to find the words and conceal his joy.
Pierre was taken aback by the confident entrance of the golden-eyed Zerg, who seemed to exude a sense of world dominance. Pierre couldn't help but internally chuckle, imagining the Zerg as a caricatured superhero, about to proclaim their cosmic grandeur.
With a determined stance, the golden-eyed Zerg emphatically announced that the investigations into the accusations against Koo Looj and his victims would be conducted by the military forces.
The military would personally assume responsibility for the safety of the victims, making it clear that they would take all necessary measures to ensure justice and the well-being of those involved.
However, for Zimmer Sommerfeld, as he glanced at Pierre, his cheap and unkempt clothing immediately caught his attention. Despite Pierre's modest attire and evident disarray, Zimmer felt a captivating aura emanating from him. It was as if a touch of magic infused the air, transforming simplicity into something enchanting. Zimmer's curiosity was piqued.
