public trial

Cillian sat in the dimly lit interrogation room, his heart pounding erratically against his chest. He couldn't believe the situation he found himself in – accused of a crime he didn't commit, his family's murder hanging over his head like a storm cloud. His attempts to deny involvement fell on deaf ears as the investigators scrutinized him with unrelenting gazes."No use denying it, Cillian," Detective Foster spoke, his tone cold and clinical. "We have enough evidence to pin you to the crime scene."Cillian's voice trembled as he struggled to defend himself. "I swear, I didn't do it. You have to believe me!" Ramirez, the senior investigator, leaned forward, his eyes boring into Cillian's. "Confess or not, it doesn't matter. Your potential, your grades – they won't save you. The public is against you, and the government won't risk interfering with their sentiment."With a tap on a console, Detective Foster projected a holographic image showing a news channel playing the horrifying video – Cillian, consumed by a darkness, ruthlessly taking his family's lives. Cillian's breath caught as he watched, his own actions an incomprehensible nightmare."The world has judged you, Cillian," Detective Foster continued. "You'll face a public trial, and nothing will shield you from what's coming."Cillian's world spun, and he entered a trance, the reality around him blurring. His mind struggled to process the overwhelming accusations, the damning evidence. He remained silent, a shell of himself, disconnected from the chaos that surrounded him.The investigators pressed on, attempting to extract information, but their efforts met only with his distant stare. Hours passed, the room's sterile walls seemingly closing in, yet Cillian remained unmoved, unresponsive.When the investigators finally left, Cillian was left alone in the cold room. Eighteen hours had passed since their departure, but his face remained frozen in a mask of shock and despair. He hadn't spoken a word; he hadn't moved a muscle.As the sun rose on the next day, the investigators returned – this time, accompanied by an unexpected presence. Ten armed guards flanked the room's entrance, their imposing presence a stark contrast to Cillian's fragile state. But what drew Cillian's attention were the two figures at the forefront – their tactical armor adorned with bright orange and silver accents, proudly displaying the emblem of a sun and moon surrounded with two golden stars on their chest – D rank pioneers.

cilian identified the symbol easily as any citizen would. The sun and moon symbol , the orange and silver suits these pioneers are definitely part of the famous Twilight dreamers exploration group . The stars represented the grade of the pioneer

1 white Star = E rank

2 yellow Star = D rank

3 purple star = C rank

4 Black stars = B rank

5 Red stars = A rank

There where ranks above A like the God like S grades that held unfathomable power but few people know of thier existence and fewer had met them. But whenever someone of that caliber makes a move it could decide the fate of entire civilizations so they mostly removed themselves form engaging In so called ' petty squabbles '.

Cillian always admired pioneers and wanted to be one himself. but seeing these pioneers today he didn't feel the least bit of excitement . When he saw the eyes of the pioneers looking at him as if he was a wild animal made him realise the deapth of the hole he found himself in. He by himself went on a rampage and killed 3 people of his own family that included two pioneers of D rank who Even a squad of fully armed elite soldiers will have trouble taking down and an elite A grade potentiate form the Military academy who could easily match most E grade pioneers unarmed in such a brutal manner effortlessly . While enhancers where involved he was just an unawakened it was impossible for him to do what he did like how he did it at his level . But the proof was undeniable. If not for the video of his rampage going public the government and military would've definitely swept this incident under the rug like this never happened if Cillian agreed to work for them . Even Cillian himself was astonished by the power he showed but he was even more frightened by how ruthlessly he did it without a moment of hesitation in his moves . The pioneers also had similar thoughts so they looked at Cillian as if he was slumbering bloodthirsty beast . After a few tense moments of silence Detective Foster stepped forward, her voice void of emotion. "Get ready, Cillian. This might be the most important day of your life "