The world had never heard of them.
The governments never dared to speak their names.
Even the most powerful crime lords and war generals whispered about them in fear.
The Tribunal.
They were the unseen rulers of the world.
The untouchable force that had controlled everything for centuries.
They existed in the shadows, governing without being seen, dictating the rise and fall of empires.
Until now.
Until one man changed the rules.
Until MRD called them.
A phone rested on the table. The screen showed nothing—just an open connection.
No numbers.
No name.
No location.
Because who MRD was calling didn't exist in any system.
It was ringing.
Ringing.
Ringing.
And then—connected.
Silence.
Not a single word from the other end.
No introduction.
No demands.
No threats.
Because they already knew who was calling.
And MRD already knew they were listening.
He leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping lightly against the table.
Then, he spoke.
"I hope all of you are doing well."
No response.
No movement.
But MRD smirked. He knew they were there. He could feel them listening.
"I wanted to inform you of something."
His voice was calm, steady—absolute.
"I'm going to change this world forever."
The silence deepened.
Tension thickened.
Even though they remained hidden, he knew they had already started to feel the shift.
"I know you've been watching."
"Watching every move I make."
"Every war I started."
"Every empire I erased."
"You wanted to see how far I'd go."
MRD leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. His golden eyes gleamed under the dim light.
"So let me reveal the truth to you."
A pause.
Then, the knife of his words cut through the silence.
"You've played ghosts your whole lives."
"You thought no one could ever see you."
"That no one could ever challenge you."
"You were the rulers in the darkness."
"The architects of control."
"The ones who pulled the strings while the world danced for you."
"You controlled wealth."
"You controlled power."
"You controlled the fate of entire nations."
"Until I arrived."
"Your system worked perfectly—until I burned it to the ground."
"I erased your puppets."
"I erased your crime syndicates."
"I erased your influence."
"One by one, I took away your weapons."
"One by one, I left you with nothing but your fear."
He smirked.
"And now, I know you're sweating."
"At first, I thought David was my enemy."
"Until I saw the faces in the darkness."
"I thought I was fighting crime lords."
"Until I saw the real architects of the game."
"I went deeper, and I found you."
"The Tribunal."
"The last monsters hiding in the dark."
"The final ones left standing."
"And so, I started to show you who I was."
"I erased David—not to defeat him, but to show you how easy it was for me."
"I crushed Japan and Europe—not for justice, but to let you know I was coming."
"I let the world watch—not to inspire them, but to let you know that your game was over."
"I waited."
"And waited."
"But none of you spoke."
"None of you dared to answer."
"So I kept going."
"I destroyed your underworld, but left the leaders alive."
"I watched as you tried to stop me, shutting down your networks, pausing your operations, trying to hide."
"But that's the problem, isn't it?"
"You can't hide from me."
"You can't escape me."
MRD's voice dropped lower, sharper—deadly.
"So let me be clear."
"This is war."
"And on my side, there is no mercy."
"You all sat untouchable for years, ruling from the dark."
"But now, you know that nothing is untouchable."
"Because I am here."
"And I am not requesting."
"I am not begging."
"I am warning you."
"Step aside."
"I'll give you a little more time to live."
"Or step forward."
"And I will make sure that nothing of you remains."
A pause. A breath. A moment of silence.
"This world is going to change, and I will be the one to change it."
"Don't make the mistake of standing in my way."
"Because if I am ready, maybe I'll have some humanity left."
"But if I am not… then no mercy will remain."
"If I step onto the war ground… I will make sure I am the only one who walks out."
"I will leave you nothing but ruins and regret."
MRD leaned back, completely relaxed.
Then, he lifted his hand. Checked the time.
And smiled.
"Ten minutes."
"I'll give you ten minutes."
"Think."
"Think."
"Think."
"I'm waiting."
And with that, he ended the call.
The Tribunal had ruled the world for centuries.
They had seen kings rise and fall.
They had seen warlords and monsters.
But they had never seen anything like MRD.