A Mind Game

Inside a large hall, a few cloaked figures were sitting around a round table while facing a cloaked figure's projection.

"Do any of you find this Faceless Ancient background?" A grim voice sounded from the projection.

One of the cloak figures replied sulkily, "No, there's no record in Rare Plains about such a figure. He must be a nobody who was probably being chased by someone and accidentally crossed to the Common Plains, as A-9999 reported."

Another cloaked spoke at this moment. "I found something interesting, though."

"Oh, let's hear it." The person in the projection coolly shifted his focus on this small figure, as well as everyone else.

"From this Faceless Ancient fellow's Star Network Account, I found that he had never made a purchase and wasn't in any of the three hegemonies' private star servers.