Morning arrived quietly at the Carter estate.
Soft sunlight filtered through the tall glass windows of the mansion while servants moved through the halls preparing breakfast.
Inside the dining room, the Carter family gathered around the long wooden table.
Bruce sat quietly beside Evelyn while the rest of the family took their usual seats.
Richard sat at the head of the table, reading a digital news tablet.
Victoria was already reviewing company reports on her laptop.
Isabella scrolled through fashion design drafts on her phone.
Scarlett looked half-awake but still maintained her disciplined posture.
Sophia calmly poured tea.
And Luna…
Luna was watching Bruce.
Not openly.
Not obviously.
But Bruce could feel it.
Her silver eyes occasionally drifted toward him before returning to her plate.
Bruce calmly ate his breakfast.
His movements were natural.
Measured.
Nothing unusual.
After years of controlling his expressions in the underworld, hiding his thoughts was second nature.
Evelyn smiled warmly.
"You're eating better today."
Bruce nodded.
"I'm hungry."
Scarlett glanced at him.
"That's good."
Then she suddenly added,
"You're also sitting straighter."
Bruce shrugged.
"Maybe I'm growing."
Luna smirked slightly but said nothing.
Richard finally lowered the tablet in his hands.
"Something is interesting in the news today."
Victoria looked up.
"What happened?"
Richard turned the screen toward them.
"An underground financial network was destroyed overnight."
Bruce's eyes flickered slightly.
But he kept eating.
Scarlett leaned forward with curiosity.
"Destroyed by who?"
Richard shook his head.
"No one knows."
Victoria frowned slightly.
"That network controlled several illegal markets."
Luna finally spoke.
"Whoever did it must be powerful."
Bruce listened quietly.
Aron Turner's mind immediately analysed the information.
The destruction of an underground network overnight meant someone had launched a coordinated operation.
Money.
Information.
Connections.
Only powerful organisations could accomplish something like that.
Richard continued reading.
"The network controlled illegal weapon trades across three countries."
Sophia raised an eyebrow.
"That sounds dangerous."
Richard nodded.
"It is."
Then he added thoughtfully,
"Which means someone even more dangerous removed it."
The room grew slightly quiet.
Bruce finished his meal calmly.
But his thoughts were already moving.
The underworld rarely changed suddenly.
Whenever a power disappeared, another power replaced it.
Bruce leaned back slightly.
Something was moving in the shadows.
And it might eventually reach the Carter family.
Luna suddenly spoke again.
"Bruce."
Bruce looked at her.
"Yes?"
She tilted her head slightly.
"You're quiet today."
Bruce shrugged.
"Listening."
Luna smiled faintly.
"Good habit."
But Bruce could tell.
She was still watching him.
Later that afternoon.
Bruce returned to his room.
The moment the door closed, he sat down on the bed and closed his eyes.
His consciousness slipped into the space world once again.
The endless farmland appeared around him.
The glowing river flowed peacefully.
And the ancient castle stood tall against the bright sky.
Bruce walked toward the castle entrance.
He had already spent hours inside the training facility earlier.
His body was slowly adapting to combat again.
But there were still many unexplored sections of the castle.
Bruce stepped through the stone corridor.
The black ring on his finger pulsed faintly.
It seemed to react to his movements.
Eventually, he reached another sealed door.
Unlike the training facility door, this one looked older.
Ancient symbols covered its surface.
Bruce touched the door.
The ring glowed again.
The same mechanical voice echoed in his mind.
"Authority recognised."
"Archive room unlocked."
The stone door slowly opened.
Bruce stepped inside.
The room was smaller than the training hall but filled with towering bookshelves.
However, these were not ordinary books.
Floating holographic screens hovered between the shelves.
Information streamed across them rapidly.
Maps.
Technology blueprints.
Strategic simulations.
Historical records.
Bruce approached one of the screens.
A holographic map appeared instantly.
The map showed the entire world.
Different regions were highlighted with glowing markers.
Bruce narrowed his eyes.
Each marker represented a powerful organisation.
Government agencies.
Military forces.
Corporate empires.
Underworld syndicates.
Bruce studied the map carefully.
Many names were familiar.
From his previous life.
But one marker caught his attention.
A black symbol appeared over several countries.
Bruce focused on it.
Information immediately appeared.
"Organisation: Black Serpent."
Bruce's expression changed slightly.
Black Serpent.
He remembered that name.
In his previous life, the organisation had been a growing power in the underground world.
A secret syndicate dealing with weapons, intelligence, and assassinations.
But something strange appeared in the system data.
The organisation had expanded dramatically.
Much faster than expected.
Bruce crossed his arms.
"Interesting."
If Black Serpent was expanding its influence, it meant the balance of the underworld was shifting.
And powerful families like the Carters would eventually attract their attention.
Bruce closed the map slowly.
His eyes grew colder.
"Looks like the world didn't stay quiet after I died."
The new era of power struggles had already begun.
Bruce walked toward the castle window.
The endless space world spread before him.
Fields.
Forest.
River.
Castle.
All under his control.
Bruce spoke quietly to himself.
"In my previous life, I ruled the underworld."
He looked toward the glowing horizon.
"But this time…"
"I'll control something far greater."
That evening.
Outside the Carter estate.
Far beyond the mansion gates.
A black car stopped on a distant hill overlooking the property.
Two men sat inside.
Both were dressed in dark suits.
One of them held binoculars.
He lowered them slowly.
"That's the Carter estate."
The second man nodded.
"Our target lives there."
The first man asked quietly,
"Which one?"
The second man smiled faintly.
"The youngest."
Inside the mansion, Bruce Carter suddenly opened his eyes.
His instincts felt something.
Danger.
Far away.
But approaching it.
Bruce slowly stood up from the bed.
A faint cold smile appeared on his face.
"Looks like someone finally noticed."