PROLOGUE

In a crowd of roaring and cheering people, a hooded man kept a phone close to his ear as he navigated his way through the crowd. He found himself at the front of the crowd, he faced an elevated stage above everyone else and sneered at the thought of a leader who stood upon it and looked down upon his people. He put the phone close to his ear and spoke,

“I’m at the place you specified, what now?” A deep and garbled, almost nonsensical voice, spoke to the man through the phone and then the man responded,

“Yes, I have it. Yeah, yeah. In 10? Alright.” The man watched as a fancy suit-wearing gentleman, escorted by multiple heavily-armored guards, walked onto the stage and onto a pedestal with a microphone. He cleared his throat, then spoke,

“My fellow citizens!” The hooded man smirked, ‘fellow citizens’? Yet another politician lying through his teeth like always, he thought, and then he realized the opportunity, it was showing itself to him! This was destiny! Fate is on his si-

It was as if time slowed down as he pulled out the sidearm pistol from his concealed pocket, the security had no time to react as he fired three bullets into the president’s skull then one into his own. The crowd began to scream in terror instead of joy, as they quickly dissipated, leaving the plaza bloody and full of panic. Before anyone else could react once more, a large and unexpected explosion rocks the stage and knocked any person who stood near the stage to their feet and then the smoke of the explosion cleared, and a burning stage and flags of the nation remained, but with time as the fire burnt out, the old flags of the nation were scorched off and revealed a new banner underneath. The banner depicted a black background of the world map painted crudely in red that is drawn within the wrist of the main symbol, a fist, with a sentence inscribed at the bottom of the fist:

“WE ARE THE GLOBAL RESISTANCE. WE WILL FIGHT FOR OUR FREEDOM ONCE MORE. 

LONG LIVE THE REVOLUTION!”

The body of the hooded man was recovered right after the explosion, but was too burnt by the fire to be identified by the authorities. News reports immediately pop up all around the digital web along with conspiracy theories and an investigation into the matter, but due to the infamy of the event, many more events happen similar to the first. Many politicians and important figures all around the globe begin to be assassinated or killed within suspicious accidents such as being in a fatal car crash or eating the wrong food due to an allergy. Many nations suspect a fellow rival nation or a terrorist organization to commit these acts, as this belief sparks tension between the globe with aggressive debates between foreign politicians and small conflicts between bordering countries.

One particular event erased the tension between all nations around the globe, and forced them to work together after an announcement made by the suspected terrorist group. They had an announcement to the world, spread online until it reached all the presidents and dictators’ eyes. The online announcement shows an almost pitch black room, dimly illuminated only by a single hanging lightbulb in the distance. On a chair not too far from the camera, a cloaked and darkness-covered figure sat on it who seemed to be staring directly at the camera but their face was not visible. They started to speak in a low-pitched and garbled, almost nonsensical, voice:

“We, are the global revolution. After decades upon decades of your rule, we the people are tired of the tyranny and imperialism that plague our beloved world. We, the people, have tasked ourselves to restoring order and TRUE democracy all around the world through violence or not.

We, are the global revolution. We will fight for our future. The lying politicians cannot strip us of our rights and freedom. Long live the revolution!”

Almost all countries around the globe acted immediately, many feared for their citizens and their lives with some siding with the terrorists, naming themselves as the ‘Unitary Homeland Coalition’ or ‘U.H.C’  Many other countries of the world responded both to the ‘UHC’ and the global revolution with anger, as most governments form another coalition against their enemies and they name their coalition: ‘Global Order of Nations’ or ‘G.O.N’ while some nations decide not to act at all and stay neutral. One particular nation, one of the founders of the ‘G.O.N’, begin to militarize heavily. Their leader prepares an all-out war against the U.H.C and the terrorists, as he starts militarily preparing his own nation to fight and lead the coalition. The world is split into two sides as they both prepare for conflict and victory, building super-weapons none have ever seen in history ever before and armies as large as the population of many countries combined into one unit and world leaders begin setting aside their differences and smaller conflicts to prepare against either the U.H.C or G.O.N. People of all nations and races protest against and for the war with many different reasons to back their claim, yet their cry to end the apocalypse before it begins are ignored and often silenced by their own governments, riots and more violent protests start as some nations devolve into chaos and anarchy before they could fight in the war, news broadcasts shower the globe with propaganda for either side along with information and blatant, biased information about the U.H.C or G.O.N

On the U.H.C’s side, their leader sits and watches in a place far away from any danger from the G.O.N, they grin as they watch maliciously at the riots and chaos on almost a hundred screens that face them like starving vultures. The room they are in stays dark, only illuminated by the screens that they watch through; suddenly, a door opens behind the leader as all the screens shut off instantly and turns the room almost fully pitch black except for the light that the opened door lets in. A hooded figure, covered in full darkness by the cloak they wear, steps into the room and stares at the person facing the screens and they both stay in silence until the hooded figure speaks,

“We have aggravated the world, a war may commence at this hour, what is your plan now?” The chair that the leader sits on slightly turns, as the hooded person catches a glimpse of their almost vantablack-covered face with little to no other details until the person responds,

“We wait.”

“For what, sir?”

“Chaos.”

“Why, sir?”

“To reshape the world that we live in.”

“And end the tyranny that rules over our people?”

“Precisely.”

The hooded figure nods at the person’s remark, and leaves the room with the door shutting close behind him.