CRACK-THOOOOOOM!
The serene golden sky above the Central Milky-Way Exchange Ring split down the middle like torn black silk.
A terrifying vortex of blood-crimson greed-lightning, fifty thousand miles wide, churned directly above the grand plaza of Galactic Wall Street.
From the center of the dimensional rift descended a staircase of black chaos-iron, each step forged from the compressed debt-tallies of extinguished star clusters.
Marching down the staircase in disciplined, suffocating ranks came an elite squadron of one thousand Chaos-Plunder Executioners!
Every Executioner stood ten feet tall, clad in spiked crimson-and-black plate armor stamped with the star-devouring emblem of the Heavenly Plunder Bank. In their gauntleted hands, they wielded heavy soul-harvesting halberds that radiated Peak Rank 9 killing intent.
At the head of the formation stepped a tall, hawk-nosed man with cold silver eyes and a floating crown of black abacus rings. Walking down from the threshold of the 33 Supreme Heavens, he kept his hands clasped behind his gold-embroidered cloak.
[Inspector General Tan Lang. Regional Overseer of the Heavenly Plunder Bank (Sector 7).]
