The room was quiet. Too quiet.
MRD sat at the head of the long table, fingers interlocked, eyes steady. His brothers were still processing everything that had happened—the Tribunal, the unseen enemy from the black hole, the war waiting to unfold.
They wanted answers. They wanted to stay. But MRD had already made his decision.
His voice was calm, but firm. "I need to be alone for a moment."
Rayyan hesitated. "Brother, but—"
"I said, don't think too much about the underworld. Leave it to me. Just prepare yourselves."
They understood. Without another word, they nodded and stepped out.
But Sophia stayed.
MRD turned his head toward her. Their eyes met, and for a moment, neither spoke.
Then, she said softly, "I want to be with you."
He didn't argue. He simply nodded.
She took a seat beside him, silent but present.
MRD reached forward, tapped the surface of the table, and spoke a single command.
"Sirius, on."
The air shifted. A holographic interface blinked to life before him. The AI's voice was smooth, controlled, emotionless.
"Brother, I'm here."
MRD leaned back. "We are going to face the world soon. It's time to plan every step ahead."
THE WORLD STANDS AT THE EDGE OF CHANGE
Sirius immediately responded. "You have already built everything. The new world is ready to rise."
A projection flickered into view, displaying a vast network of structures and systems:
Millions of homes, completed and waiting for families.
Schools, fully equipped, designed for every child to receive a proper education.
Factories and industries, new economic hubs where jobless people could now find work.
Hospitals, advanced facilities with futuristic technology, prepared to serve without cost.
The debt of millions, waiting to be erased at the push of a button.
Fifteen thousand dollars, ready to be transferred to every struggling person.
Everything was in place. But none of it had been released yet.
MRD studied the holograms, his expression unreadable.
Then he asked, "How long will it take for people to fully realize the change once we begin?"
Sirius processed for a moment. "Within forty-eight hours, every nation will witness the transformation."
Sophia, who had remained quiet, finally spoke. "Then what's stopping you?"
MRD exhaled. "They won't understand it yet."
She frowned. "What do you mean?"
MRD's gaze darkened. "The problem is not poverty. The problem is the people who want to keep others poor."
THE TRUE ENEMY OF CHANGE
He tapped the holographic screen. Another set of data appeared—lists of elite families, billionaires, and hidden power players.
"Some people will never accept this change. They live in a world where the rich stay rich, and the poor stay poor. They will fight to keep things that way."
Sophia nodded. "Because they fear losing control."
MRD's voice was cold. "Exactly."
Sirius expanded the projection, showing simulations of expected reactions.
The working class will celebrate.
The homeless will find shelter.
The struggling will rise.
But the powerful? They will resist.
"They won't show their opposition openly," MRD said. "They will try to manipulate the media, spread fear, turn the people against what I'm doing."
Sophia clenched her fists. "Then what do you plan to do?"
MRD's eyes burned. "I will give them a reason to fear me."
THE REVELATION OF MRD
Sirius switched the projection. The screen now displayed two names:
BOSS.
MRD.
Sophia's breath caught.
MRD's voice remained steady. "I have hidden my name as Boss. The world only knows the money, but not the man behind it. That changes now."
Sophia's eyes widened. "You're revealing Boss to the world?"
MRD smirked. "Not just Boss. I will reveal that Boss and MRD are the same."
Silence.
Sophia processed the weight of those words. "You're… merging both identities?"
MRD nodded. "The world has seen my power. Now, they will see my wealth. But the ones who oppose me will feel my fear."
He continued.
"When people learn that the man changing their lives is also the man feared in the shadows, they will have no choice but to listen."
Sirius added, "And those who try to fight against it will be forced to reconsider."
MRD leaned forward. His voice dropped lower.
"If they dare to stand against this change, they will face MRD."
Sophia felt a chill.
He wasn't just changing the world.
He was making sure no one dared to stop it.
THE FINAL STEP: THE MEETING OF LEADERS
Sirius brought up another projection. The faces of 195 world leaders appeared.
"They are waiting for your confirmation," Sirius said. "The moment you give the order, the global meeting will be arranged."
MRD stared at the faces on the screen.
"All of them are with me," he muttered. "But it won't be enough."
Sophia frowned. "Why not?"
MRD's gaze sharpened. "Because not everyone will accept it. Some will betray. Some will plot. Some will resist."
Sophia clenched her jaw. "Then why trust them?"
MRD smirked. "I'm not trusting them. I'm testing them."
Sophia paused. "You mean…?"
MRD's eyes gleamed. "I will arrange the meeting. But I won't just be watching the leaders. I will be watching the world's reaction."
Sirius processed his words. "You are waiting for the opposition to reveal themselves."
MRD nodded. "Exactly."
THE BEGINNING OF THE END
MRD exhaled slowly, then leaned back.
His fingers drummed against the table as he looked over everything.
The homes.
The money.
The schools.
The jobs.
The hospitals.
It was done.
Now, all that was left… was to release it.
But not before preparing for war.
He glanced at Sirius.
"Activate the first phase. Begin the transfers. But hold the final announcement."
Sirius complied. "Understood."
Sophia inhaled. "And the meeting?"
MRD smirked. "Call the leaders."
Sophia's heart pounded. "And then?"
MRD's eyes glowed gold.
"Then, we change the world."
TO BE CONTINUED…