Power, when revealed, does not roar first.
It freezes the room.
When Dilli allowed the full silhouette of JATAYU to surface—not the aircraft itself, but its truth—the world's reaction was immediate, visceral, and unfiltered.
This was no longer a machine.
This was a boundary.
1. Two Modes, One Intention
VEDA presented the specifications without flourish.
Betal watched the world's pulse spike in real time.
JATAYU was built with dual personalities—two cruise modes that mirrored human nature itself.
Chill Mode
A controlled, surgical presence.
Sustained hypersonic cruise at Mach 10
Ultra-low observability across radar, thermal, and acoustic spectra
Long-duration endurance, capable of operating continuously for an entire day
Adaptive payload management—fighter, bomber, or guardian, as required
In Chill Mode, JATAYU was calm.
Efficient.
Invisible.
It did not seek attention.
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Devil Mode
The room changed when this appeared on the screen.
A redline few believed possible.
Burst capability up to Mach 18—a velocity no existing doctrine could intercept or predict
Full-spectrum stealth retained even under extreme thermal stress
Payload capacity sufficient to carry strategic deterrence and sustained combat ammunition simultaneously
Autonomous battlefield cognition—selecting, evading, striking, and surviving without human latency
In Devil Mode, JATAYU was no longer an aircraft.
It was fear, weaponized by speed.
A presence that arrived before warning systems finished blinking.
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2. The Devil No One Could Track
No cockpit.
No pilot to hesitate.
No fatigue.
JATAYU did not need rest, approval, or courage.
It could fight for a full day, vanish into silence, and return without leaving a signature strong enough to confirm it was ever there.
For military planners, this was not escalation.
It was nightmare math.
No interception window.
No retaliation timing.
No certainty.
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3. The World Reacts — Not Together, But Truthfully
Within hours, opposition hardened.
Not quietly.
Not diplomatically.
Publicly.
In Pakistan, the language was immediate and accusatory. Statements framed JATAYU as destabilizing, dangerous, and "regionally catastrophic." But behind closed doors, urgency replaced rhetoric.
Because nothing in their sky could even see it.
In China, the response was colder—and more revealing. Hypersonic superiority had been a cornerstone of long-term planning. JATAYU didn't compete.
It invalidated.
Internal memos spoke of "strategic imbalance" and "unacceptable asymmetry." Publicly, it was restraint. Privately, it was alarm.
In the United States of America, disbelief came first. Then silence. Then action.
Defense committees convened under emergency protocols. Programs once thought cutting-edge were quietly reclassified as obsolete. The word unmanned echoed louder than the Mach numbers.
Because it meant no human limit applied.
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4. The Appeal to the World's Conscience
Within days, the pressure moved to a global stage.
An emergency appeal was filed at the United Nations.
Statements flooded the chambers:
Calls for immediate moratorium
Accusations of destabilizing peace
Demands for transparency, limitation, regulation
The irony was impossible to miss.
The same nations that had built arsenals in silence
now pleaded for rules
only after realizing they were no longer ahead.
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5. Dilli's Silence Was the Loudest Answer
Dilli watched the broadcasts without expression.
"They're afraid," Betal said.
VEDA corrected him.
They are exposed.
JATAYU was not launched to dominate the world.
It was launched to understand it.
And the world had answered perfectly.
Opposition instead of inquiry.
Fear instead of dialogue.
Control instead of coexistence.
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6. The Devil's Reputation Is Born
Media named it before CosDefence ever did.
Devil of the Sky.
Uncatchable.
End of Air Superiority.
None of those names mattered.
What mattered was this:
Every nation now calculated its moves knowing that somewhere—unseen, unheard, unchallenged—
JATAYU could already be there.
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7. Chill Above, Devil Within
Back in the depths, far from applause and outrage, JATAYU rested in silence.
In Chill Mode, it was restraint.
In Devil Mode, it was consequence.
And Dilli understood the balance perfectly.
Power that is always angry invites war.
Power that can become anger—
invites caution.
The world had drawn its line.
Now it would learn to respect the sky above it—
because the sky no longer belonged to those who shouted the loudest,
but to the one who waited…
and then moved faster than fear itself.