“Good morning, everyone,”. (Maria Hills)she said, her gaze sweeping across the sea of journalists.“I stand before you today with a heavy heart. It is a day none of us wanted to see, but one that circumstances have forced upon us.”. (Maria Hills) She paused, letting her words sink in.“For years, Virtue Medical International has been a cornerstone of medical innovation and care in this country. We have treated millions, saved lives, and pushed the boundaries of what is possible in healthcare. But recent pressures, both political and systemic, have created an environment where we can no longer operate safely or effectively. This is not a decision we made lightly.”. (Maria Hills)The crowd murmured as she continued.“Effective immediately, all operations of Virtue Medical International within the United States will cease. To our patients currently undergoing treatment—those who have placed their trust in us—we are transferring your care to our facilities in Canada and Mexico, free of
Meanwhile, thousands of miles away in the Russian Far East, Mies Sai stepped off a private jet onto the sprawling expanse of Sakhalin Island. The air was crisp and cool, carrying the scent of pine trees and the distant ocean. Half of this island now belonged to him—a gift from the Russian government, secured through deft negotiations and mutually beneficial agreements. Officially recorded as a privately owned property, this section of Sakhalin had been transformed into Mies Sai’s sovereign territory.As Mies Sai walked along the island’s rugged terrain, accompanied by a team of engineers and architects, the vision for what this land could become began to take shape. Towering cranes loomed in the distance, and the sound of machinery echoed across the landscape as construction crews worked tirelessly to bring the plans to life.A foreman approached; his hard hat slightly askew.“Mr. Sai, the town center’s foundations are ready to pour. We’re following the blueprints you approved, but th
Meanwhile, in the United States, the coverage was bitter yet compulsive. On Silver Fox News, Kelly Clark returned to her fiery commentary:“Once again, America’s loss is someone else’s gain!”. (Kelly Clark) she thundered, her voice filled with frustration.“Virtue Financial International is pouring billions into this new African city—billions that could have been ours. Let me remind you, this was a company built on American soil, thriving because of our system. And now? They’ve turned their backs on us to chase greener pastures abroad!”.(Kelly Clark)Her co-anchor interjected cautiously,“Well, Kelly, some argue that this partnership could bring stability and innovation to Africa, creating a ripple effect of economic growth...”.Kelly shot him a glare.“That’s not the point! The point is, we let them slip through our fingers, and now they’re proving exactly why they were indispensable!”.(Kelly Clark)Despite the bitterness, even American networks couldn’t deny the grandeur of Virtuos
“You’re remarkable, Hwa Young.”“And don’t you forget it,”. (Hwang Hwa Young) she teased, her lighthearted tone breaking the tension.After dinner, they strolled along the rooftop garden, the city lights shimmering below. Mies stopped to face her, his hands resting gently on her shoulders.“I promise,”he said softly,“That whenever I have time, I’ll spend it with you. No matter where I am, no matter what I’m doing, you’ll always be my priority.”Hwa Young’s eyes glistened as she leaned into his embrace.“And I promise to always be here, waiting for you. For as long as it takes.”. (Hwang Hwa Young)The two stood together under the stars, their connection unspoken yet profoundly felt. In a world filled with chaos and uncertainty, their bond remained a haven of peace and understanding.After an intimate and blissful evening together, Hwang Hwa Young insisted on accompanying Mies Sai to the airport despite her exhaustion. She moved gingerly, clearly feeling the aftereffects of their sh
The office was quiet, the only sound the faint hum of the air conditioner and the occasional click of a pen against glass. Catherine Kent sat opposite Mies Sai, her brow furrowed as she sifted through a series of graphs and reports on her tablet. Mies, sitting in his usual composed manner, observed her. His demeanor was calm, yet there was an unmistakable intensity in his gaze. “So,”. (Catherine Kent)Catherine began, breaking the silence,“You want to expand Virtue Financial into every possible sector. Finance, medical, technology—everything. You do realize how massive of a goal that is, right?”. (Catherine Kent) Mies inclined his head slightly.“Massive, yes. But not impossible. The foundation is already there. We just need to build upon it.” Catherine set her tablet down and leaned forward, her elbows resting on the desk.“Alright, let’s break this down. You’re asking me to push Virtue Financial into becoming a global juggernaut—a brand synonymous with positivity, progress, a
Catherine Kent stood near the large window of her office in Virtuoso City, gazing out at the horizon where construction cranes towered over the landscape. The vibrant city bustled below, a testament to Virtue Financial International’s rapid growth.She turned back to face Mies Sai, who sat across from her at the table, calm and composed as ever. Spread before them were dossiers, each file containing information about Virtue Financial’s top executives—potential candidates to wield the company’s shadow power.“You know,”. (Catherine Kent)Catherine began, her voice carrying a blend of skepticism and curiosity,“These plans of yours—they’re... bold. Almost uncomfortably so. Turning small nations upside down, installing our own leaders... It sounds more like political warfare than business.”. (Catherine Kent)Mies folded his hands on the table, his expression unreadable.“It’s both,”he said simply.“The lines between business and politics are often blurred. If we want Virtue Financial to
Catherine flipped through the dossiers until she landed on one name: Ran Hyun Ok, the CEO of Virtue Financial Korea. Her sharp features and piercing gaze stared back from the photo.“What about her?”. (Catherine Kent)Catherine asked, tapping the file.Mies’ eyes narrowed slightly, a glimmer of approval in his gaze.“Ran Hyun Ok. Ruthless. Intelligent. Loyal. She’s proven time and again that she can handle complex, high-stakes situations without faltering.”Catherine nodded slowly.“She’s also my apprentice,”. (Catherine Kent) she said with a hint of pride.“I trained her myself. If anyone can handle this, it’s her.”. (Catherine Kent)“Then it’s decided,”Mies said.Catherine picked up her phone, dialing a number with practiced precision. After a few rings, a confident voice answered.“Ran Hyun Ok speaking.”“Hyun Ok,”. (Catherine Kent)Catherine began, her tone firm but warm.“I need you to come to Virtuoso City immediately. It’s urgent.”. (Catherine Kent)There was a brief pause be
“But we’re not just surviving, are we? You want Virtue Financial to dominate. To become the apex predator in this corporate jungle.”. (Catherine Kent)“Exactly,”Mies said, his voice steady.“I don’t just want us to compete. I want us to lead. To be the name that sends shivers down the spines of our rivals. When they hear ‘Virtue Financial International,’ I want them to think twice before crossing us.”Catherine allowed a small smile to tug at her lips.“Fear as a weapon. Subtle, but effective.”. (Catherine Kent)“It’s not just about fear,”Mies clarified.“It’s about deterrence. If they know we’re untouchable, they won’t even try. And that’s where the shadow operations come in. They ensure that opposition is not just neutralized but transformed into support. Those who resist us today will be our strongest allies tomorrow…. Or they might simply be…gone.”Catherine leaned back in her chair, her eyes narrowing slightly.“And the person leading these shadow operations? They need to be so
“I request a duel.”A murmur ran through both sides. Bina merely raised a single eyebrow.“A duel? Against me?” she said, tilting her head slightly, almost as if she hadn’t heard him correctly.Anton stood his ground.“If I win, you and your soldiers do not enter this palace.”Bina exhaled, her lips curving into something that wasn’t quite a smile.“And if you lose?”Anton’s jaw tightened.“Then my men will surrender peacefully.”A moment of silence passed between them.And then, Bina laughed.A deep, almost booming sound, filled with something akin to amusement… and disappointment.“You are either the bravest or the most foolish knight I have ever met, Captain Anton.” She rested her hand on the haft of her war axe, her fingers tightening around the weapon’s familiar grip.Anton did not flinch. Bina’s amusement faded. She gave him a firm nod. Both of them knew, this is actually a heartfelt plea from Anton, he wanted Grand General Bine to allow his men to live, this I his earnest beg.
At precisely 10 AM, just as the dust from the explosions had barely begun to settle, a deep echoing voice rang across the battlefield.“To the soldiers and citizens of Alemia!”It was him.The President of Aeternum.His voice carried through the winds, reverberating through the ruined streets, projected through Aeternum’s massive military speakers for all to hear.“Your war is over. Lay down your arms. Submit to the governance of Aeternum, and you will be spared.”His words hung in the air like a final judgment.And then, like a descending storm, the Aeternum Army finally began to move.It was a terrifyingly unified march.Thousands upon thousands of troops moved in perfect synchronicity, their steel boots pounding against the earth like a drum of war. Tanks rolled forward, massive military vehicles flanking the advancing battalions, gunships and airships circling the skies like mechanical reapers.At that moment, the people of Alemia saw it—the unstoppable tide of Aeternum’s might de
“Then let’s make history. Order the Navy Fleet 01 to launch three additional Type-1 Missiles. Targets: The East, North, and West gates of the capital.”The entire command bridge fell into stunned silence.Every officer, every technician, every strategist momentarily froze. Their eyes flickered with a mix of shock and anxiety as they processed my command. Even the seasoned veterans among them seemed momentarily taken aback.It was one thing to deploy a single missile.But three at once?That wasn’t just warfare—it was an annihilation order.Bina, Lucas, and Eliza, who had been following the situation via video conference, immediately reacted. Their holographic images flickered on the massive display before me, each one expressing their own unique emotions.Bina, ever the stoic and composed tactician, furrowed her brows, tapping her fingers against the table.“Mr. President… I assume you understand the full implications of this move?”I met her gaze without hesitation.“I do. This is th
At 6:45 AM, the order was given. Admiral Duchess Kolarova, commanding the Navy Fleet from the southern front, initiated the launch sequence. The missile streaked across the sky like a comet, its white trail a harbinger of devastation.From the Dragon One, I stood on the bridge, watching intently as the missile’s trajectory was displayed on the holographic screens. My officers around me held their breath, anticipation thick in the air.A few moments later, the missile hit its mark. The explosion that followed was nothing short of spectacular. The Alemia Capital City gates were obliterated, along with the surrounding walls and everything within a 100-meter radius. Dust and debris rose into the sky like a dark mushroom cloud, blotting out the early morning sun.The impact was beyond what any of us had anticipated. The "lowest-grade" missile had proven to be anything but low-grade.The news of the missile strike spread like wildfire through the Aeternum ranks. Soldiers, commanders, and of
BOOM!The object slammed into the city gates, unleashing a deafening explosion that shook the ground beneath their feet. The shockwave rippled outward, sending soldiers sprawling and shattering windows across the city. Dust and debris filled the air as the once-mighty gates crumbled into a smoking ruin.Amariss stumbled backward, his sword clattering to the ground as he stared in horror at the devastation.“What… what is this? What is happening?!”he stammered, his voice trembling with fear. In the distance, the Aeternum Navy Fleet stood poised, their warships bristling with firepower. The single missile had been a warning—a demonstration of Aeternum’s overwhelming strength and precision. And it had achieved its purpose.The soldiers of Amariss’s army, already demoralized and terrified, broke ranks almost immediately. Dropping their weapons and abandoning their positions, they fled in every direction, their panic spreading like wildfire.“Come back! COME BACK, YOU COWARDS!”Amariss sc
“The reports… the soldiers… they are abandoning their posts. Even the Prime Minister has—”“I know,”she interrupted, her voice calm but laced with resignation.“Let them go. They were never loyal to me to begin with.”Her Royal Knight Commander, Lucas Perdue, entered moments later, his face grim.“Your Majesty, the palace remains secure for now, but the city is unraveling. The people are heeding Aeternum’s call, not ours. And the army… they’ve lost the will to fight.”The Queen closed her eyes, taking a deep breath.“Lucas, prepare for the inevitable. Lock down the palace. Imprison those who remain loyal to the Prime Minister and the other schemers. And… prepare for my surrender to Aeternum.”Lucas hesitated, his hand tightening on the hilt of his sword.“Are you certain, Your Majesty? To surrender is to admit—”“To admit that we’ve failed,”she finished for him.“Yes. Because we have failed. And the longer we cling to this throne, the more my people suffer….it is of no point to figh
Back at the frontlines, as soldiers readied themselves for the final march, they were moved by the reports circulating from command. The evidence of Alemia’s corruption and the suffering of its people only solidified their resolve. Around campfires and inside armored vehicles, soldiers shared their thoughts openly.One young soldier spoke with determination:“It’s not just about winning the war. We’re here to do something right—to fix what’s broken.”Another nodded, clenching her rifle tightly.“The President and the Vice President have never hidden anything from us. They’ve told us why we’re fighting, and that’s why I’d follow them anywhere.”Even the most hardened veterans were touched by the weight of their mission. One grizzled commander, looking out at the stars, muttered to himself,“We’re not just soldiers. We’re builders of a better future.”As the evening turned to night, a quiet anticipation spread across Aeternum and the liberated regions of Alemia. Farmers working their fi
“[To the citizens of Aeternum, know this: our soldiers, our leaders, and our government are united in our cause. We fight not for conquest, but for liberation. We fight to bring light to a land that has known darkness for far too long. And we fight because we believe in a better future for all.]”As she reached the conclusion of her address, Elijah’s voice softened slightly, carrying a note of hope.“[Let us move forward together—with courage, with resolve, and with the knowledge that we are on the side of justice. Aeternum stands as a beacon of hope, and together, we will bring peace to Alemia Nation. Thank you, and may we all stay safe in the hours ahead.]”The response to Elijah’s address was immediate and palpable. Across Aeternum, workers paused their tasks, families huddled around radios, and soldiers standing in the encampments felt a renewed sense of purpose.In one bustling Aeternum farm, a group of farmers stood together, their hands still muddy from the fields, listening in
“This is why I serve Aeternum,”he said.“Our government doesn’t hide anything from us. The President shows us the truth—the corruption, the suffering, everything. We’re not here for conquest. We’re here to fix what’s broken.”A sergeant nearby nodded.“And the Crown Prince? He deserves everything that’s coming to him. My wife is from Alemia, and she told me stories of what that man has done—taxing people into starvation while throwing lavish parties. It’s disgusting.”Another soldier, a former immigrant from Alemia, added,“It’s not just him. The entire royal family let this happen. But the fact that the President is willing to spare Queen Romella and preserve a part of Alemia’s heritage? That shows we’re not here to destroy—we’re here to rebuild.”Even the officers echoed similar sentiments. In the command tent, a group of captains discussed the decision over steaming mugs of coffee.“This is why we’re different,” one of them said.“Other nations would have razed Alemia to the groun