The air in the room is tense. The world's most powerful leaders sit before MRD, knowing they cannot order him—only request.
His eyes scan the room, waiting. Watching. Testing them.
"So… you're finally afraid of them?"
The question hangs in the air, heavy and unspoken.
One of the leaders, a man known for his arrogance, finally speaks.
"We are not afraid."
MRD raises an eyebrow, smirking slightly.
The leader continues, his voice firm but controlled.
"The people are just protesting now, but soon, protests could turn into violence. Before that happens, we have to do something."
The others nod. Even those who refuse to admit their fear know the truth—
The people will not stop until they have answers.
MRD leans forward, resting his elbows on the table.
"Answers?"
His voice is calm, but the weight behind it makes the room silent again.
"What kind of answers do you mean?"
The leaders hesitate. They know the truth, but none of them dare to say it.
Finally, one speaks.
"We don't know. All of this is in your hands. You have to do something."
The words are dangerous. They are admitting, in front of everyone, that the world is no longer theirs.
It belongs to MRD.
The brothers exchange glances, silently acknowledging what was just said.
The rulers of the world have surrendered.
MRD leans back, considering their words. Then, he smirks.
"So… the problem is the people's questions."
"Then let's do one thing."
"Instead of giving them answers…"
"We change the topic."
The room freezes.
One of the leaders dares to ask, "How?"
MRD clasps his hands together, speaking slowly, deliberately.
"Let me tell you something."
"Before I do anything, I always have a full plan."
"I do not enter a war unless I have already seen every possible outcome."
"This moment, this situation, this conversation…"
"I saw it before it even happened."
Silence. The weight of his words settles in.
He continues.
"For now, we stop thinking about the underworld."
"We focus on the people."
Another leader asks, carefully, "What do you mean? How?"
MRD's eyes flash.
"They have seen a devil…"
"Now, we will show them an angel."
A chill runs through the room.
MRD smiles.
"All of you are worried about the people questioning MRD."
"So… I'm going to change their focus."
The leaders glance at each other, confused but intrigued.
The game is about to change.
But none of them know how.
The world will soon witness the unexpected.