The room stood in a silence so deep it felt like time had stopped.
MRD sat at the head of the table, his eyes piercing through the weight of the discussion. They thought this was about power.
They thought this was about control.
They thought this was about fear.
They were wrong.
"The problem is not appearing as the world's most powerful man."
"The problem is not even the people questioning whether BOSS and MRD are the same."
"Because I already know—they will figure it out."
"And I don't care."
The leaders flinched. Some gasped. Others clenched their jaws.
"Yes." He leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "I am ready to tell the world that I am both BOSS and MRD."
"Because the real war has never been about me."
"It has always been about them."
"Our enemies."
"They are weak."
"They are scattered."
"They are crumbling."
"Yet they are trying to rise again."
"Let them."
"Let them rebuild."
"Let them think they have control again."
"Let them return to their world of crime, thinking they are free."
"Because when I strike next..."
"It will be the final time they stand."
"But for now, I leave them alone."
A deep silence followed. Then, a voice broke it.
A leader, confused, questioning.
"Then what is your priority now?"
MRD exhaled slowly, his fingers steepled together as if sealing his next words with absolute certainty.
"Now, we focus on the people."
"Now, we change the world."
"Now, we create heaven on Earth."
The leaders exchanged glances. Some nodded, others leaned forward.
One of them finally spoke.
"MRD, what do you mean?"
"What is in your mind?"
MRD's eyes darkened.
"Tell me…" He scanned the faces in front of him. "Do any of you truly understand how broken this world is?"
"Right now, the children who are supposed to be our future…"
"They are killing themselves before they even reach their moment."
"Drugs."
"Violence."
"Crime."
"They are joining these so-called 'organizations' thinking they will find power."
"Instead, they find their own destruction."
"If we allow this cycle to continue…"
"There will be no future left."
"The world will no longer belong to humans."
"It will belong to machines, to chaos, to destruction."
"I will not let that happen."
A deep sigh filled the room. One of the older leaders, a man who had sat in power for decades, finally spoke the truth.
"MRD… you are right."
"Every day, a new assassin is born."
"Every day, a new killer rises."
"The next generation does not belong to builders, dreamers, or visionaries."
"It belongs to death."
"The cycle never stops."
"It rolls and rolls, and we are powerless to break it."
"Because we have limits."
He looked up at MRD. "But you don't."
MRD smirked. "Exactly."
"That is why I started my hunt."
"I never wanted the leaders to fear me."
"I never wanted to kill them all."
"If I wished, I could erase every last one of them from this world in a single moment."
"But that is not what I did."
"I hunted them."
"I broke them."
"I made them suffer."
"Then, instead of wiping them from existence…"
"I let them live."
"Because their suffering became a message."
"A warning to the world."
"A declaration that if anyone dared to rise like them again…"
"Their fate would be worse than death."
"And now, you ask me—what do we tell the people?"
"You have asked me this since we started this meeting."
"The answer has already been given."
"Not by my words."
"But by my actions."
"I did not tell them who I am."
"I showed them what I am."
"I did not tell them why I fight."
"I showed them what they must fear."
"I did not stop the media from reporting my actions."
"Because I wanted the world to see the reality of its own darkness."
"And for the first time…"
"The people saw the truth."
"That this world is drowning in crime."
"That the next generation is already on the brink of destruction."
"And they have one name that haunts them before they make their choice."
"One name that makes them hesitate before joining this life."
"One name that makes them fear stepping into the darkness."
"Mine."
The room fell into absolute silence.
And then—a sound.
One leader. Clapping.
Then another.
And another.
Until every ruler in the room stood on their feet.
Applauding.
One of them finally spoke.
"MRD… we were wrong."
"We doubted your purpose."
"We thought you were erasing the underworld for power."
"We thought you were doing this to spread your own name."
"But now we see the truth."
"You were never fighting for your own dominance."
"You were fighting for the future of this world."
"For the children who would inherit it."
"For the generations yet to be born."
"You are not just the leader we feared."
"You are the leader we need."
"And starting today…"
"We will stand with you."
"No force will stop you."
"No government will oppose you."
"No nation will fight you."
"The world is yours, Mirshad."
"What is your next move?"
A new era begins.