"What brings you here, princess?" Keith asked, smiling as he looked at the girl.

"My mother asked me to deliver some items to the director," the girl said politely.

The girl was tall, had beautiful crimson hair, and wore a tight hunting outfit that accentuated her body's curves. She exuded such a regal aura that anyone who saw her would feel insignificant and would not dare to think negatively of her. Her overall appearance could be described as otherworldly beautiful.

"Who is he?" enquired the girl, looking at Fionn.

"Oh, he's my relative," Keith said with a smile.

"He reeks of Abyss; I think it's best for me to leave, otherwise his condition will only worsen," the girl said as she walked away.

As the girl walked away, Fionn regained control of his body. Looking in the direction where the girl had gone, he inquired, "Who was she?"

"Youngest princess of the fire phoenix empire and without a doubt the most adored descended of the royal family," Floyd said as he removed his hands from Fionn's temples.

"Why did my body react in such a way in her presence?" Fionn questioned.

"The fire phoenix bloodline carries one of the seven primordial fires, Nirvana Holy Fire, which represents life and rebirth and has completely opposing characteristics to the Abyss fire within you. Being the harbinger of death and destruction, when the Abyss fire inside you sensed the presence of its rival, its first and inherent instinct was to destroy and devour it, thus it took control of your body to fulfil its desire." Keith elaborated.

"But why didn't she have the same reaction as me?" questioned Fionn once more.

"She has control over her primordial fire, unlike you," Keith retorted viciously.

"Let's not waste any more time here," Keith continued as he started moving upstairs. Fionn nodded absentmindedly, his mind preoccupied by what had just occurred.

As they passed through several floors, Fionn noticed that every floor, like the ground floor, is busy with people bustling about here and there in work. However, as they ascended to higher floors, people's work became more sophisticated, with less noise being generated.

After climbing more than ten floors, Keith exited the stairwell and stepped onto the eleventh floor, closely followed by Fionn, who also entered this floor. As soon as Fionn stepped onto this floor, a gory scent of blood assaulted his nostrils. Looking around, Fionn noticed a scene resembling a slaughterhouse. Numerous corpses of creatures of a race unknown to Fionn were strewn about the floor, and among them stood a man holding a basin of blood.

The man wore casual clothing, had neatly combed black hair, and a devilishly handsome face.

"Welcome to my humble abode, my friends," the man said as he raised the basin of blood in his hands, noticing Fionn and Keith.

"We are honoured that you invited us, his highness," Keith said as he approached the man with a respectful smile. But a few steps away from the man, his smile faded, and he said in a harsh but hushed tone, "What is this nonsense!? M'lord, I told you to dress like a wise scholar, not a butcher."

"I was dressed exactly as you told me to a few moments ago, but Aaliyah just delivered the item I had requested from her mother and I couldn't resist, you know me," the man explained innocently.

Hearing his shameless reply, Keith sighed, turned around, and said to Fionn, with a slightly embarrassed face "Meet the exhalted director of Legacy, Apollo Agard."

"Hi kid, nice to meet you," Apollo said cheerfully after Floyd introduced him.

Doubtfully looking at the unfamiliar face in front of him, Fionn responded suspiciously, "It's an honour to meet you, sir."

"I watched the video of your entrance exam match. I am deeply ashamed of every action taken by my clone; please accept my heartfelt apologies. I know it will be difficult for you to forgive me, but all I can say is that you have enormous potential, enough to become a future central pillar of Legacy, and I will be honoured if you join Legacy "Apollo stated firmly.

Hearing Apollo's statement, Fionn fell silent for a few seconds before responding, "I am neither as strong nor as wise as you, so how do I believe what you have said is sincere?"

"Tell me then, what do you want me to do to prove my sincerity?" Apollo inquired, raising an eyebrow.

"Let me kill that clone of yours," Fionn said flatly.