“Ahh. What a breath of fresh, clean air. A welcome change from travelling in peace and silence in the open vastness of the stars. “Third Prince Cain Vailtair Thaloria, also known on Earth as Kadai Tadahisa, dramatically sighs in the early morning air as he steps outside the spaceship after one month of traversing the empty cosmos, looking more like a rich tourist than someone who just traversed outer space, wearing a branded black Armani Jacket, black Armani T-shirt, Black Armani shorts, black Armani slip-on shoes, and having a black Armani sling bag slung over his shoulder, with a Black Bose Bluetooth headphones slung with the casual, elegant arrogance of new money over his neck, a wide devil may care grin from ear to ear plastered all over his lips, his viper eyes twinkling with barely concealed amusement of someone about to commit further mischief, his back straight, his hands on tucked on the pockets of his shorts, walking with a deliberate, confident and elegant swagger, as if h