AI Art: 18 years later; Year 1996; Unnamed Island, Zuania Continent; An 18-year-old young man in a navy blue suit was walking through a long corridor with several rooms with metal doors located side by side, while giving brief nods along the way to the passing by armed soldiers. He was roughly a head taller than an average man, had messy black hair, his left eye was covered by a patch, and possessed a face that could be considered charming and manly instead of boyish charms that a typical 18-year-old would have. Maintaining steady steps and a serious face, he made his way to a metallic door with two more men in suits guarding the room. *Beep* "Identity Verified. Welcome, Mr. Han." As he stepped inside, someone was waiting for him. He was tall and bulky, wearing a coffee-colored trench coat. Even the clothes couldn't hide his bulging muscles. In front of him, Sungjun was like a little kid. Cheng Hu, a Lieutenant Commander of the Special Forces of the newly formed World Federation, gave a firm nod. "Welcome, Agent White Wolf." Sungjun greeted him with a standard salute, "Sir." Taking a deep breath, the lieutenant commander spoke. "I will come to the matter directly. Do you know the reason why we saved you?" Sungjun furrowed his brows, but it only lasted a moment, and his calmness returned. With his hands to the back, he replied. "At first, I thought it was because you responded to the SOS. But seeing myself in such a location where an outsider like me isn't allowed, I believe you need my services for something."
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18 years later; Year 1996; Unnamed Island, Zuania Continent; An 18-year-old young man in a navy blue suit was walking through a long corridor with several rooms with metal doors located side by side, while giving brief nods along the way to the passing by armed soldiers. He was roughly a head taller than an average man, had messy black hair, his left eye was covered by a patch, and possessed a face that could be considered charming and manly instead of boyish charms that a typical 18-year-old would have. Maintaining steady steps and a serious face, he made his way to a metallic door with two more men in suits guarding the room. *Beep* "Identity Verified. Welcome, Mr. Han." As he stepped inside, someone was waiting for him. He was tall and bulky, wearing a coffee-colored trench coat. Even the clothes couldn't hide his bulging muscles. In front of him, Sungjun was like a little kid. Cheng Hu, a Lieutenant Commander of the Special Forces of the newly formed World Federation, gave a firm nod. "Welcome, Agent White Wolf." Sungjun greeted him with a standard salute, "Sir." Taking a deep breath, the lieutenant commander spoke. "I will come to the matter directly. Do you know the reason why we saved you?" Sungjun furrowed his brows, but it only lasted a moment, and his calmness returned. With his hands to the back, he replied. "At first, I thought it was because you responded to the SOS. But seeing myself in such a location where an outsider like me isn't allowed, I believe you need my services for something."
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