[UNLOCKED SCENE – The First Chain Balance]
[Location: Public Safety HQ – Private Quarters, Floor 13]
This room is filled with dim light, much darker than the usual briefing room. Only the desk lamp in the corner emits a soft glow, while the long curtain sways gently, carried by the night breeze flowing through the slightly open window. The aroma of tobacco mingles with the subtle scent of iris flowers, creating an atmosphere heavy with presence.
Makima stands by the window, leaning her back against Fitran. Her face is calm, but there is an air of tension enveloping her posture. "All this time, I have been the one holding the chain," she says, her voice low but firm, as if revealing something more than mere words. "And usually… no one dares to offer me a trade for it."
Fitran stepped in, closing the door with a firm sound that echoed, underscoring his resolve. He moved closer, his voice steady and confident. "If I'm ambitious enough to lead, it's not to seize what you have," he said, locking eyes with Makima intensely. "But to see how far you're willing to walk with me." A faint smile appeared on his lips, waiting for the tidal wave of emotions from Makima.
Makima turned, her glimmering eyes creating a contrast between light and shadow around them. "Do you really believe there's a 'together' in this world? In the end, everyone just follows or drags along," she said challengingly, her brow raised as if testing Fitran's bravery to challenge her view.
Fitran moved even closer, the distance between them shrinking, feeling the rising pressure and tension. "Maybe," he replied, "but sometimes... that balance can exist, if both sides are willing to grip the chain with equal strength." Firmly, he reminded them both of the responsibility that weighed on their shoulders, a challenge that was not just physical, but also emotional and spiritual.
🖥 [SYSTEM – Chain Balance Trial Initiated]
Mode: Affinity-Dominance Synchronization
Success Condition: Maintain mutual control for 30s real-time
Reward: +10% Affinity, Passive Skill [Chain Balance] Permanent Unlock
Failure: -5% Affinity, +5% Submission
Makima turned fully, her gaze piercing through Fitran with an intensity that was frightening. Her hand waved, her slender fingers gripping the end of a thin black chain that suddenly appeared between them. "Then… hold on. And don't let go," she commanded firmly, yet there was a sweet undertone hidden in her voice, like a promise of something deeper.
Fitran raised his hand, clutching the other end of the chain with a thrilling nervousness. "I'm ready," he said, feeling his heartbeat quicken. The first pull came from Makima—gentle and teasing, yet strong enough to test their grip, as if it were a passionate kiss in the middle of the night.
"If I pull harder, will you resist?" she asked, exchanging challenging glances, as if the world around them had faded away and there were just the two of them in that moment.
"I will try to hold on. If necessary, I will pull back," Fitran replied, his gaze steady. In his mind, he reminded himself that weakness was not an option in this situation.
Makima stepped closer, causing the chains between them to vibrate gently, each second heightening the tension in the air. She stopped directly in front of Fitran, the distance between them shrinking, almost touching. "Control me… if you can," her challenge carried a daring tone, and Fitran felt a wave of new energy flowing through him.
Fitran took a deep breath, feeling the grip of tension between them. The chains shortened, and Makima leaned slightly toward him, as if pulled by an invisible magnetic force. "You feel it, don't you? We're so close to the edge of an abyss," she said, her voice low and stirring. Yet, beneath every movement, there was a constant resistance—like they were trapped in a dangerous dance waiting to see who would lose their balance first.
[QTE – Maintain Balance]
Press the sync input every time the chains vibrate strongly
(SUCCESS – Stability +100% for 15 seconds)
Makima lowered her voice, nearly whispering, "Do you know, if this chain breaks... there's nothing that can stop me from reaching you." She stared at Fitran with an intensity that licked at anger and desire. "A freedom, right?"
Fitran offered a faint smile, but his eyes reflected a sharp determination. "And if this chain breaks... nothing can stop me from taking over. I won't back down, no matter the risk." An adrenaline rush flowed through his entire body, igniting a spirit that was more than just words.
Suddenly, Makima pulled hard. Fitran responded, his step shifting slightly but his grip remained firm. "Are you sure you can handle this?" he asked, a mocking tone etched in his voice, his eyes shining with challenge. The pull transformed into a push—the chain retracting, but this time Fitran advanced, closing the distance quickly until Makima was forced to take a half step back until her back touched the wall. "Resisting, huh?"
Makima looked at him, her breath slowly changing rhythm, as if sensing the unspoken weight of their struggle. "Hmm... you really don't back down. Not like I expected earlier." Her voice was teasing, yet laced with a deep sense of fear, illustrating the power she possessed.
"As I've already said, this isn't just about dominating… it's about understanding," Fitran said calmly yet firmly, his voice radiating pressure, like dark clouds slowly approaching the sky. "You should understand how this game is played."
🖥 [SYSTEM – Chain Balance Achieved]
Affinity: 61% → 71%
Passive Skill Unlocked: Chain Balance – Increased 2% Affinity & 2% Resistance when interacting with Makima in any mode.
Makima released the chains that bound her, and in an instant, they vanished like smoke. She stared at Fitran with a sharp, calculating gaze, as if she could see every secret within him. "Alright, Fitran. Tonight… you're in control," she said, her voice calm yet asserting her dominance.
Fitran was slightly taken aback, with only a centimeter between them as he tried to keep pace with her steps. "Are you sure about that decision?" he asked, his tone tense, an effort to convey confidence even though his heart was racing.
"Every time we meet, this game becomes more interesting," Makima replied while stepping past him, her movements graceful, almost like a ghost gliding through the space. "But tomorrow... we'll see who is still in control." Her demeanor was full of confidence, as if she had concocted every step that needed to be taken in this complex scenario.
Fitran nodded slowly, his eyes fixed on Makima's figure as she gradually walked away, as if the world around them was fading. "Tomorrow... we will hold the thread together," he said calmly, trying to instill a sense of unity amid the tension hanging like a thin fog in the morning.
Makima paused briefly at the threshold, turning with a smile that was hard to read, as if there were several secrets hidden behind it. "That will be our true test," she replied, her voice piercing the silence with a force that sparked curiosity, creating a sensation of anticipation lingering in the air like lightning ready to strike the sky.