Chapter 4 — The Deathbringer
A Call Before the Invasion
Marcus made the call himself.
No diplomats.
No intermediaries.
Just a private, multilayered encrypted line ripping through three satellites and four proxy relays
until it connected directly to the private command chamber of
His Highness Fahd Al-Rashid, Crown Prince of Saudi Arabia.
The Crown Prince answered with a voice sharp enough to cut glass.
“Marcus. This line is for emergencies.”
Marcus didn’t blink.
“This is one. I’m eliminating Kai tonight.”
A long silence filled the channel.
Not of shock—
but of a ruler calculating political consequences with cold precision.
Kai was one of Saudi Arabia’s strongest “Perfects,” believed by the world to be a rare genetic anomaly.
A superhuman mutation.
A living weapon.
But he was also uncontrollable.
He ignored chains of command.
Came and went as he pleased.
Undertook missions without permission.
Dismissed royal authority outright.
He didn’t bow.
Didn’t salute.
Didn’t respect the throne.
For Fahd Al-Rashid, Kai was a blade too sharp for its own sheath.
At last the Crown Prince spoke.
“…Kai’s removal will not harm the kingdom.”
Marcus’s tone stayed flat.
“I need absolute clarity.”
“You have my permission,” Fahd said, his voice turning firm.
“Kai acted outside the command structure.
If he disappears, the kingdom will not pursue the matter.”
“And politically?”
“It never happened,” the Crown Prince answered instantly.
“No civilian casualties. No questions.
Saudi Arabia will not investigate.”
Marcus allowed himself a small, quiet smile.
“Good.”
He ended the call.
The death sentence—unwritten, unspoken—was now official.
Marcus turned toward the desert.
Nothing stood between him and his target.
Desert Winds Over a Hidden Fortress
The desert wind tore across the ravine, carrying coils of sand like drifting smoke.
Buried deep within the canyon stood a covert fortress—
the headquarters of Kai, one of the most dangerous Perfects alive.
Night smothered everything.
Until—
BOOOOOOM!!!
A shockwave shattered the outer gate.
Steel warped.
Lights snapped.
The entire foundation trembled as though the earth itself rebelled.
Red sirens burst alive.
“BREACH! BREACH! THE BASE IS UNDER ATTACK!”
Before the alarm finished—
Thud… Thud… Thud…
Heavy, calculated footsteps echoed.
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The armored gate exploded inward from a single strike.
A tall figure stepped through burning debris,
followed by forty soldiers in black-and-crimson tactical armor.
Marcus.
His obsidian armor pulsed with faint streaks of red.
His eyes glowed like an apex predator.
A shadow-black spear rested in his right hand, bending the light around it.
He walked forward calmly, each footstep vibrating the metal floor.
“Kai. Show yourself.”
His voice didn’t rise.
It didn’t need to.
Kai Descends
A metallic twang cracked from above.
Something fell at impossible speed.
WHAM!!!
The floor dented a full meter.
Kai stood at the center of the crater, silver patterns glowing along his arms.
On his back rested the Vibra-Lock Railgun,
a weapon feared for firing single rounds capable of slicing through entire squads in perfect sequence.
Kai surveyed Marcus’s forces.
Fifty against one.
He didn’t blink.
“You shouldn’t have come here, Marcus.”
Marcus smiled faintly.
“Then prove it.”
One Bullet — Ten Dead
Kai lifted the railgun.
A holographic targeting arc formed,
drawing a perfect silver line straight through ten soldiers’ skulls.
“One bullet.”
BANG!
The silver round whispered through the air—
Shhk!!
Shhk!!
Shhk-shhk-shhk!!
Ten bodies collapsed simultaneously, skulls splitting in perfect sequence.
Marcus nodded once.
“Clean. Efficient.”
Kai fired again.
BANG!
Another ten fell.
Twenty dead in under half a second.
Chaos finally reached Marcus’s soldiers—
panic cracking through their ranks.
Kai’s eyes locked onto Marcus.
“Your men are done. Now it’s just us.”
Marcus dropped his spear point-first.
The click echoed like a ritual beginning.
“Then let’s finish this properly.”
High-Rank Duel — Kai vs. Marcus
Kai twisted the railgun’s mode into a zigzag multi-hit pattern,
a trajectory that struck eyes, heart, and spine in a single looping shot.
“Marcus,” he growled,
“You're coming down with me.”
He fired.
BANG!!!
The bullet curved like a living serpent.
A masterpiece of lethal geometry.
Just before it struck Marcus—
Marcus tilted his head half a centimeter.
The bullet brushed past his cheek.
Kai froze.
“No… way…”
Marcus vanished.
Reappeared in front of him.
CRASH!!!
Kai flew into the wall, metal buckling around him.
He coughed blood—
raised the railgun instinctively—
Marcus kicked it out of his grip.
It spun across the floor.
Kai was now unarmed.
But he didn’t back down.
He charged, unleashing a punch strong enough to cave in a concrete bunker.
THOOM!!
His fist hit Marcus’s chest.
Marcus didn’t move.
But the ground beneath him cracked like glass.
Kai stumbled back, horrified.
“That was my strongest hit… and it did nothing?”
Marcus smiled.
“You’re outmatched.”
The spear flashed.
Slash! Kai’s arm split open.
Slash! His leg followed.
He staggered but didn’t fall.
He swung one last desperate punch—
Marcus caught it.
With one hand.
CRRKK!!!
Bone shattered.
Kai screamed, collapsing to his knees.
Marcus placed the spear tip against his forehead.
“Come to my world.
We will finish this there.”
Darkness swallowed them whole.
Abyss Realm — Marcus’s Arena
Kai gasped awake inside a realm of cracked stone and swirling black fog.
Whispers slithered through the air like restless ghosts.
His railgun lay at his feet—
returned to him.
Across the bleak landscape stood Marcus,
wrapped in a storm of red-black aura.
“Fight with everything you have left.”
Kai grabbed the gun, trembling but defiant.
“I WILL NEVER BOW TO YOU!”
He fired his strongest triple-loop shot.
BANG!!
The bullet screamed across the realm—
Marcus walked around it.
Calm.
Effortless.
As if he had already seen every possible trajectory.
Kai’s breathing broke.
“That… that’s impossible…”
Marcus appeared in front of him.
Slice.
Blood burst from Kai’s shoulder.
He collapsed, gasping.
Marcus’s voice was soft—almost disappointed.
“Kai… will you serve me?”
Kai spat blood into the dirt.
“I… will never… serve a monster like you—”
Marcus closed his eyes.
“Then your story ends here.”
THNK!!!
The spear pierced Kai’s heart.
His body jerked—
then fell silent.
The abyss shattered like glass.
Return to Reality
Kai’s corpse hit the metal floor of his own base.
Blood pooled beneath him.
His eyes remained open—
still refusing to accept defeat.
Marcus stood over him.
“You were strong.
But not enough.”
He whispered the final sentence only Kai would ever hear:
“I’ll find someone worthier.”
Dragging his spear across the floor,
he walked out through the wreckage,
the desert wind erasing his footprints as he vanished into the night.
Epilogue — Aftermath
Saudi Arabia never announced Kai’s death.
A brief statement appeared instead:
“Operative Kai has gone off-grid during an unauthorized mission.
Investigation ongoing.”
No body.
No explanation.
No suspicion.
The world simply assumed a rogue Perfect had disappeared on another reckless hunt.
What followed was entirely unexpected.
TevaTech, Thailand’s rapidly rising tech titan,
announced a vast investment surge into Saudi Arabia.
The kingdom suddenly became home to new AI data centers,
high-density compute facilities,
and advanced biomedicine programs funded by TevaTech.
Saudi researchers—believing Perfects were merely rare human mutations—
welcomed the initiative, eager to study genetic anomalies with cutting-edge tools.
The Crown Prince watched economic charts rise:
foreign capital, infrastructure growth, technological prestige.
Everything aligned perfectly.
Obstacles removed.
Opportunities opened.
Order restored.
Far across the desert, Marcus walked beneath the moon,
holding a secret powerful enough to reshape nations—
a secret he kept from everyone.
For now.
