BLOOD OATHS:THE BOND FAR FROM BLOOD AND SOUL

Location: Vajra Syndicate Headquarters

The sun was beginning to set as DNS, Neel, and Anna walked through the quiet streets of Japan, their destination looming ahead—a towering structure that radiated both power and secrecy. The Vajra Syndicate headquarters was an imposing building, made of dark stone and adorned with subtle markings that only those familiar with the Syndicate would understand. Its mere presence was intimidating, yet it was where DNS felt most at home.

DNS led the way, his cigarette lit, smoke curling around his face as he walked with his usual calm confidence. Anna, walking beside Neel, still couldn't shake the strange feeling that had washed over her earlier—the vibrations, the intensity. But this time, it wasn't just DNS. There was something about this place too.

Neel was silent, clearly nervous but hiding it as best as he could. He glanced over at DNS, trying to read the expression on his face, but DNS's calm exterior betrayed nothing.

"So… what's the deal with this place?" Neel finally asked, trying to sound casual.

DNS took a long drag from his cigarette, his eyes fixed on the headquarters in front of them. "You'll see soon enough. But I'll warn you now… stay sharp."

Neel furrowed his brow, unsure of what DNS meant, but before he could ask more, they reached the massive iron gates of the building. The guards stationed there stood tall, their posture rigid, faces stern. They were unlike any guards Neel had ever seen—there was something in their eyes, a cold intensity, a power that matched DNS's in a way that was both terrifying and awe-inspiring.

Anna, walking just behind Neel, felt the familiar vibrations again, this time more pronounced. She shivered, her heart racing as she looked at the guards. There was something off about them, something powerful and overwhelming that she couldn't quite place. Her instincts screamed at her to be cautious.

"This is it," DNS said quietly, his voice steady as he approached the door. "My office."

Neel squinted at the door. The nameplate wasn't what he expected. Instead of a simple title, it read:

The Black Temple of Vajra

There was an almost ominous weight to the name, and the closer they got, the more Neel could feel the strange energy radiating from behind the door. It was as if the very air around it was alive, pulsing with raw, dangerous power.

"What is this place?" Neel muttered, glancing nervously at Anna, who looked equally uneasy.

DNS exhaled smoke, smirking slightly. "It's the heart of the Vajra Syndicate."

With a subtle nod from DNS, the guards stepped forward and opened the massive doors, their movements synchronized and precise. As the heavy doors creaked open, a rush of air hit them, carrying with it a deep, almost primal energy. It was like stepping into a storm, the vibrations now so strong that they seemed to echo in Neel and Anna's bones.

When the doors fully opened, Anna gasped audibly, her hand instinctively going to her nose as a thin stream of blood trickled down. The intensity of the vibrations hit her hard, and for a moment, she felt lightheaded.

"Anna!" Neel whispered, grabbing her arm, but she shook her head, wiping the blood away, determined to stay conscious. She wasn't going to let this place break her.

Neel and Anna followed DNS into the room, their senses overwhelmed by what they saw. The room was nothing like they had imagined.

The Office of the Vajra Syndicate

The entire office was bathed in hues of deep red, black, and gold, creating an atmosphere of regal dominance. The walls were lined with weapons—swords, daggers, axes, each one gleaming under the dim lighting, their deadly purposes clear. But they weren't just weapons. Each one looked like it had a story, a history etched into the very steel, ancient symbols carved along their blades. They seemed to hum with energy, as if alive.

On one side of the room was a grand, imposing desk, made of dark, polished wood with intricate gold inlays. Behind it, hanging proudly, was the flag of the Vajra Syndicate—black with a bold red and gold symbol of Vajra in the center. The symbol seemed to vibrate in sync with the rest of the room, radiating the same powerful energy that DNS himself carried. It was clear that this was more than just a flag. It was a symbol of authority, of power, of unbreakable strength.

The floor was covered in rich, dark carpets, and scattered around the room were pieces of furniture—armchairs, a small bar in the corner, and several ornate display cases, each holding rare and exotic ornaments. Every detail in the room spoke of power and control, from the massive chandelier hanging above, casting flickering light across the weapons, to the thick, velvet curtains that framed the large windows, overlooking the city below.

DNS walked slowly toward his desk, his cigarette still burning as he moved, the smoke trailing behind him like a ghost. He paused for a moment, glancing back at Neel and Anna, who were both still standing near the entrance, stunned by the sheer magnitude of the place.

"This," DNS said, his voice low and commanding, "is where everything happens. The heart of the Vajra Syndicate. Every decision, every plan, every move—this is where it begins."

Neel swallowed hard, feeling the weight of DNS's words. The room seemed to pulse around them, the vibrations growing stronger with every passing second. He had never felt anything like this before—it was like being inside a living entity, a force that was both beautiful and terrifying.

Anna, still reeling from the intensity, leaned against Neel for support. Her body trembled as the vibrations continued to pulse through her, but she couldn't tear her eyes away from the room. The sheer power it held was overwhelming, but at the same time, there was something awe-inspiring about it. It was as if she had stepped into the very core of DNS's strength, a place that was both his sanctuary and his battlefield.

DNS flicked the ash from his cigarette into a small tray on his desk, then turned to face them fully.

"Neel," DNS said, his voice softer now, "this is where you'll learn what it means to truly carry the weight of this world on your shoulders. To be a part of the Vajra Syndicate is to understand power, control, and responsibility. And it's not something to take lightly."

Neel nodded slowly, his mind racing. He had always known that DNS was powerful, but seeing this—feeling this—was something else entirely. It was a reminder that DNS wasn't just a man. He was a force, a leader who commanded not just respect, but fear.

Anna, still shaking, whispered, "It's… incredible."

DNS gave a small, knowing smile. "It is. But it's also dangerous. Remember that."

The weight of his words hung in the air, and for a moment, the room seemed to grow even darker, the energy swirling around them like a storm. Neel could feel it—something was coming. Something big. And this room, this heart of the Vajra Syndicate, was going to play a key role in whatever came next.

But for now, all he could do was take it all in, trying to prepare himself for whatever lay ahead.