Victor Cromwell stood behind his massive oak desk in the Mayor's chamber. The city of Springfield sprawled below like a living organism, pulsing with the construction sounds at Fort Cromwell.He adjusted his tailored suit, a far cry from the rugged attire he once wore as Victor Damone. But today was not about appearances. It was about reclaiming what was his, piece by piece.The doors swung open, and Clive Baron, his head butler and a 4-star in the New World Order, stepped in first. "Sir, your guests have arrived."Clive was one of the first to know the Cromwell identity's truth. In his Napoli suit impeccable as always, he bowed slightly and gestured to the four figures entering behind him.These were Victor's erstwhile Five-Star generals—the elite core of his old team from the NWO days. They didn't know him as Victor Damone, codename Caesar, whose funeral they had attended.To them, he was Victor Cromwell, the upstart Mayor who had risen from obscurity to command Springfield's transf