November 8, 2041. Somewhere in Russia...

An old man with skinny bones, a haggard body, and dry lips. P****, the President of Russia. He was sitting across a young man whose face was covered by the moonlight shadow. The young man had jade-like hands and wore clothes that indicated his young age.

(This conversation happens in Russian)

"Hahaahaha, you are very funny...Cough". The President's loud laughter and coughs rang throughout the building.

"....." The young man remained silent.

"What? You are going to take the lead in this war? Create a world where a single individual could hold continental authority? and most of all you want to achieve it through Security Companies and Bodyguard Agencies?"

The President was mocking the young man with his laughter throughout the conversation but the young man remained silent. The President finally calmed his attitude and changed his tone.

"Let's say some mad god performs a miracle and your wish is granted. It will never last, your dream would end as fast as it began."

"....."

"A single individual in charge of a company controlling a nation's security and affairs, all the while acting with a mindset of making a profit. Not being accountable to the public, possessing 'Kill rights'. You even mentioned something as absurd as Continental authority right?"

"...There are a lot of missing details but you are mostly right" The young man's voice which was as clear as his skin responded. It was a confident yet respectful tone.

"Hahahaha, sorry I couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity. But why use a roundabout means like 'Bodyguard agencies' if you are so confident in your plan."

"The 23rd will roughly mark the fourth year of the wars that have been starting and ending around the world. Alliances will be formed then and the Third World War will officially begin. Bodyguard Agencies will be as vital as water to a lot of people at that moment as this is going to be the largest scaled and worst war in human history".

".... I roughly know what you are thinking of but there is less than a one percent guarantee of the world war starting."

"Trust me, it will"

"Haha, confident now, are we? Well, good luck to you."

The President got up and walked a few steps toward the exit before stopping. He had a fierce look on his face as he twisted his head and said...

"Keep something in mind child. I am not on your side in this war. You will have to destroy my era to create yours."

"The destruction will come sooner than you think."

As soon as the young man said these words, someone came into the building with bloodied hands. He was wiping his hands clean while looking straight at the young man.

"Boss, it's done. They were fewer than expected."

"Flourish, what's the meaning of this?" The President immediately figured out the situation after seeing the security team he had brought with him dead.

"I said it was gonna be soon. In the change I am bringing there is no place for you."

"Do you thi-" He didn't get to finish his sentence as he dropped to the ground. The President of Russia was shot in the head.

"See the world I am gonna create from heaven..or hell" There was a brief smile on the young man's face as he watched the President lose the light In his eyes.

This was the beginning of a story that only a few people knew but before getting into that let's continue the story of another young one called Nei.

BANG.

The trigger was pulled and blood dripped. It wasn't Nei's blood, it was Secretary Kims'. In the split second that Secretary Kim used to pull the trigger. Nei stretched his legs out and kicked the gun into the air, the shot had missed. Nei hurriedly titled his upper body to the side and struck Secretary Kim's ribs. With no time to react Secretary Kim was pinned to the ground. The heavy drop made his chin hit hard against the ground and blood dripped out. Nei's brief action was done before the gun spinning in the air dropped to the ground.

"Simon!" Simon immediately responded to Nei's cry, he broke through the glass windows to get to the office and aimed at Director Myung who was smiling.

"I joke about a lot of things but my life isn't one of them...sir." Simon said while trying to keep a straight face when he was in fact scared shitless. He only managed to overpower Secretary Kim out of luck, in his mind at least. And he could also feel it, Secretary Kim didn't resist.

'Shit, shit, shit, who calls an ordinary employee into his office to whack him' Nei nervously thought to himself.

"Bravo, you did well. You can stop now Secretary Kim." The still-smiling Director Myung said.

Nei weighed at least two times more than the average human due to his strict workout routine. He sometimes used this fact to defend himself against people who called him lazy. Yet right now, this gorilla like Ahjussi was lifting him from a pinned position. Secretary Kim stood up like it was a fly holding him down and threw a heavy punch to Nei's guts.

Nei coughed up blood and went to his knees. Simon tried to shoot at Secretary Kim, but six battle drones had already surrounded Nei. The concept of 'there is always something better out there' also applied to war drones. The ones surrounding Nei were levels higher than Simon in reaction time and they were equipped with MAI specially made for battle.

The kneeling Nei looked at Simon who was deciding what to do and he ordered

"Drop."

"... Understood." Simon replied and lowered himself.

"You said I did well right?. You probably don't want to kill me, so I ask respectfully...'What the fuck man'" (Nei spoke English here).

The smiling Director Myung finally spoke while his eyes were fixed on Nei

"Hmm...There really is no better term for you than 'Veteran Novice'. To answer your question, I have a job for you"

"Fuck No"

Nei blatantly cursed out and refused the job. Who would've been dumb enough to accept it? Why would the Director call out a regular person who had been a trainee for six years and give him a job? You could smell how fishy the whole situation was.

'I see it happen all the time in animes, the boss picks out a regular guy for a job only to screw him over' Nei said these words to himself. He had no plans of accepting it.

"Two billion dollars immediate transfer and six more after the job is completed"

"I will do it"

Nei was the typical example of a money pushover. He used various reasons in his mind to justify his current action.

'Don't blame me, it's eight billion dollars. I could watch anime for the rest of my life without worry. Besides this Myung guy hasn't told his war drones to stand down since they are still aimed at me, he wasn't giving a choice in the first place.'

"Good, good. I like people who like money"

As Director Myung was laughing, the war drones hovering around Nei finally lowered and Nei stood up while holding his guts. Secretary Kim's punch still hurt like hell.

"Isn't money the essence of a guard, that's how we are able to hold power right now. Which guard wouldn't like money?"

"....." Director Myung cocked his head and stopped his laughter.

'Shit, did I say something?'

Nei's worries were baseless as Director Myung soon began laughing again.

"Haha, yes, yes money is how we are able to reign now. Someone listened well in his history classes."

"Just..."

Director Myung's expression changed. Nei thought he was really scary. Who goes from a 'playful to 'serious' look every second? It reminded him of a TikTok challenge that was popular in the early era"

"Just...It isn't 'we', it's 'me' who holds the power."

"Ah..yes, my mistake."

'This delusional motherfucker, this agency isn't even in the top 200,000 most powerful agencies on this side of the world and he is only a branch director here.'

Nei smiled on the outside but reigned heavy curses at Director Myung on the inside. It showed that he truly lived in Las Vegas at some point in his life.

"So what's the job?"

Nei asked with a heavy heart because he knew this wouldn't be your typical guard or package delivery job that young trainees usually get.

"You are gonna guard Kim Ha-Eun"

"...." Nei was surprised.

"Why aren't you responding?"

"Yes sir, I will do a good job"

Nei responded with a wide smile, he was truly happy that he didn't have to guard an important person or contribute to a war, he even thought he would have to guard the North Korean princess for a year.

'Haha, I let my mind run wild. Like that would happen'

"Oh, yeah she's the North Korean princess, the daughter of the current North Korean President."

'Huh?'

"And it's for a year or more"

'Fuck, I got screwed'

It was becoming common to end every chapter with the F word now.