The desert was alive.
Millions of people stood together—breathless, motionless, waiting.
The entire world was connected to this moment. No one blinked. No one moved.
Because MRD was about to say the words that would redefine history.
He stood there, his masked face unreadable, his presence commanding everything.
And then—he spoke.
"I know you all want to know my name."
His voice was calm, steady—unshaken.
"I don't want to give you too much tension."
A slight pause.
"Because I know many of our elders are watching this moment with us."
"And I must consider their health."
A ripple of quiet laughter swept through the audience, but it was nervous—because everyone knew what was coming next.
"My name is already known to all of you."
"But I will say it from my own lips."
"Because the world has been waiting for this moment."
The desert fell into a deathly silence.
Even the air seemed to hold its breath.
Every screen across the globe—paused.
Every heartbeat—stilled.
And then—
MRD spoke the name that sent the world into madness.
"My name… is the one that reached the wealthiest human list."
"Yes."
"I am BOSS."
Absolute silence.
Then—
The world exploded.
A shockwave of chaos, screaming, roaring, madness.
People fell to their knees.
Others clutched their heads, unable to process it.
Some wept—not in sadness, but in pure, uncontrollable disbelief.
Every news station collapsed into madness.
Reporters were screaming into their microphones.
People in streets, homes, offices, hospitals—everyone lost control.
The name had hit like a nuclear explosion.
This was not just a revelation.
This was history splitting into two—before this moment and after.
For minutes, no one could be normal.
The roaring did not stop.
People were not just cheering—they were screaming.
Media networks struggled to keep up.
Everywhere, screens flashed headlines in rapid succession:
"THE MOMENT HAS ARRIVED – THE MAN WHO SHOOK THE GALAXY HAS SPOKEN"
"THE NAME THAT ENDED ALL QUESTIONS – HE IS BOSS"
"NOT JUST A MAN – A FORCE BEYOND POWER"
"WHAT IS HIS NEXT MOVE? WHAT COMES AFTER THIS?"
Social media broke down.
The world's servers—overloaded, crashing, unable to handle the volume of reactions.
For the first time in history, the internet itself struggled to carry the weight of a single man's words.
The name BOSS was now more than just wealth.
It was legend.
MRD stood there—watching.
He did not move.
He did not speak.
Because he knew—in this moment, no one would hear him.
He had unleashed a storm.
And now—he would let the world drown in it.
People needed to feel this.
They needed to understand what had just happened.
So he waited.
For minutes—he let them react.
Let them scream, process, break, rebuild.
Because this moment was not about him.
It was about what he had just become.
For so long, people had spoken of BOSS.
Some feared him. Some worshipped him. Some tried to ignore him.
But now—all those illusions were shattered.
He was real.
He was here.
And he was in control.
The world was no longer the same.
Not after today.
Not after BOSS had spoken.
TO BE CONTINUED…