In a blink of an eye, the slumbering factions from the Second World War woke up and faced each other once again. Out of nowhere, the Republic-Sultanate War's influence reached that of a global scale, with all of the world's great and humongous existences becoming involved.
But although everyone expressed their stances, no one really moved from their positions because of the suppression from their enemy faction.
Everyone just stood there, watching the current events in the Pacific.
After that, nothing changed. The Republic Army continued their assault against the Sultanate counterpart while the Sultanate assumed a defensive position. A week later, seeing that they are fully cornered by the enemy, with the capital, Davao, being sieged by the Philippine Army, Air Force, and Marines, bombarded by artillery fire and bombs, the Sultanate could only reluctantly wave the white flag at the top of their Sultanate Mansion.
With that, the war was placed on a ceasefire. The Crown Prince, accompanied by the Appointed Secretary of Defense Carmelito Diosdado, flew to the Sultanate Capital to talk with the Sultan. With them, some reporters that had the guts to go flew in their own helicopters.
"I greet you, Sultan Anasaldin." The Crown Prince greeted by bowing down slightly. He was wearing his blue royal suit with dignity and pride as he faced the haggard-looking Sultan. Behind him, cameras from news outlets were set up to film the negotiations live.
Although he looked haggard, Anasaldin still had his sharp eyes that could send chills down one's spine. He gazed at the reporters and returned to the Crown Prince, "What does the King want for peace to return?" He asked.
"Surrender." The Crown Prince answered directly, "Give up the Sultanate in Mindanao, retreat to Sabah, and never return."
"I cannot do that!" Sultan Anasaldin retorted angrily.
"The King has already given you enough face, Sultan." The Crown Prince stated coldly. "If not for us still having to act with decency, we would've continued attacking even if you waved the white flag to the whole world."
Still, the Sultan's gaze was evidently hardened at keeping Mindanao. After a while of silence, The Crown Prince smiled meaningfully, "Then, another offer, and this is final." The Crown Prince quoted, which gave a bad omen to the Sultan. "Surrender all of the Sultanate's territory, from Mindanao to Sabah. Give us 300 Million Dollars as compensation, and leave the Pacific. No questions asked, and I am not suggesting you accept this offer. You have to, you don't have a choice." The Crown Prince stated with a firm pride.
Hearing that, Anasaldin paled, "You cannot do that!" He yelled.
"I can." The other sneered, "What's stopping us from doing so? We currently hold Mindanao, our army is already at the capital, the naval fleets are positioned at Sabah, and we have enough forces to trample down the Sultanate. It would only take us a couple of days to bring the Sultanate down to its feet."
"Now, tell me." The Crown Prince leaned forward to Anasaldin who had an ugly expression, "Do you still think that we cannot do that?" He said coldly.
"Y-You can." Anasaldin lost the scary gaze and became teary eyed. The feeling of powerlessness creeped up on him, and it felt unbearable.
The Crown Prince smiled with satisfaction and stood up, "Assalamu alaikum, Sultan." He bowed as a sign of respect.
"Wa alaikum assalaam." Anasaldin reluctantly greeted back to the prince.
After that, the Sultanate finally surrendered. The Sultanate disbanded and gave all of their lands to the Republic. The Royal Family of the old Sultanate also gave 300 million as compensation to the Republic with the reason of "Compensation for the government's emotional and mental distress".
The Royal Family were then "helped" by the King's Council by flying them to the Lesser Ottoman Empire.
Although the Ottoman Empire was dissatisfied with the end results, they couldn't do anything, fearing that backlash might come back to them.
A day after the Sultan's family's arrival, the Former Sultan Anasaldin was reported to have committed suicide due to an undisclosed reason.
Everyone was shocked by the suddenness of the news. Since his ascendance as the Sultan of the Old Sultanate, he was a very strong-hearted person, and such thing as "suicide" was formerly out of the question. So, now that it happened, of course, everyone was utterly shocked.
Some felt pity towards the family, now that they have lost the head of their family to depression. They felt that such an event would stay with their family for generations to come. Others, however, felt that there was a conspiracy, saying that instead of suicide, someone ordered an assassination for the late Sultan. But, having no evidence, they could only speculate.
Inside Malaca?ang Palace, the King's Study..
"Has the matter been done?" Andre, who was behind the table, asked the man in front of him.
The man in front was clothed in a full black outfit and was wearing shades. The man nodded in response and said, "Yes, Your Excellency, it has been done." He then added, "You know how the Black Hawk does their jobs, Your Excellency. We do it clean and no evidence would be left behind." He then bowed slightly and turned around to leave.
Andre peacefully sat down at the table with his feet on top of it. He played with a pen while smiling. A minute later, the Crown Prince entered and stopped in front of him, "Greetings, President." He greeted him..
"Mhmm.", Andre nodded back. "How have you been, Chairperson Mimicry?" He asked.
'Chairperson Mimicry' smiled widely and replied, "I am feeling great, President Ouroboros. Ever since you've given me a hint of your cells, my mimicry power has reached the peak! I could feel that I can mimic people a lot more accurately! Thank you for letting me lead and become a Crown Prince of the Territory!"
Andre smiled. Chairperson Mimicry is from the Ouroboros Foundation that he has given the position to as the Crown Prince. He was an anomaly that had sentience and expressed submission towards him. Mimicry had the power to, well, Mimic. By giving him a cell of Andre, his power reached a whole new level, with no one being able to tell apart the original and him!
"Now, now. I'm not just putting you here to become the future King, I placed you here to guard over the Pearl of Babel. It must be protected and watched at all costs, understood?"
"Yes!" Mimicry nodded affirmatively.
Three months later, the country has now become stable. The two factions have also calmed down without any reason to fight anymore. Andre finally passed the King's position to Mimicry and stepped down from the monarchy.
Because of the abilities that Mimicry showed to the public as the Crown Prince, his ascension didn't cause much resistance.
Pasay, Metro Manila.
Now being free from burdens, Andre finally lived as a 26-year old adult, living a nice and quiet life in a small house near Cartimar, a shopping center. He lived alone and peacefully. Sometimes, he walked around and visited places like the Mall of Asia, Blue Bay, Baclaran, and the Pasay Mall.
For months, He lived like a commoner, buying groceries on his own, playing basketball with the street boys, and visiting karaoke with his friends to sing and have fun.
Seven months after living a commoner life..
Andre strolled inside the Mall of Asia without any destination in mind. He was clothed in a plain gray jacket and denim shorts that reached to his knees with a lollipop in his mouth. After a while of aimless walking, he arrived in front of an arcade place. He smiled with anticipation as he entered to enjoy. He went to the counter and bought tokens before proceeding to play.
After minutes of playing, he got bored and roamed the place. He then reached a karaoke stand and looked at it absentmindedly. He remembered something as he hummed a song. Wanting to sing, he turned around and walked to the counter to register.
"Just choose the song that you want to sing, sir." The person behind the counter said as she pointed at the direction of the songbook. Andre smiled and nodded at the person before going back to the karaoke.
He went towards the songbook and looked for the song that he wanted to sing. He flipped the pages of the book and looked for it. He went to the F part of the songbook and after a while, found what he was looking for.
There were other people that were using the karaoke, so Andre had to wait while licking his lollipop.
Outside the arcade, three women that were wearing a mask and a hat ran happily. Their bodies were fully covered, as if wanting to hide their identity. Near them, three Koreans were holding their things for them.
"Why don't we try playing? I'm bored anyway." One of the women spoke in Korean.
"Sure! What time is it?" The other woman raised her hand and looked at her wrist, "2:30. Yeah, we can play!" She nodded
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