On a certain planet in Young Sector 99—
Inside a vast complex that appeared to serve as a military training facility, where countless practice grounds, weapon racks, and training formations stretched as far as the eye could see...
"Don't just stand there! Move your asses!!" a man shouted in a loud, agitated voice while glaring at the youths before him. "Do all of you want to be shipped off to the mines?!"
The man wore regal attire decorated with large ornamental buttons, while half of his hair was white and the other half black. His facial features belonged to an elderly man, yet his eyes insisted he was still young. Even his soul defied judgment, impossible to tell whether it belonged to an old man or a youth. Everything about him seemed strangely contradictory, as though time itself had failed to decide how old he truly was.
If Robin had been present, however...
He would have recognized him at a single glance.
Alfred Marley.
