The Almighty Dominance

"I don't have time for this,” Alex snapped. “Every second I see you, I remember Charles—and it makes me want to break your damn face."

“Wait, wait,” Logan said quickly, blood still trickling from his nose. “It'll take just a second. You'll want to see this."

He slipped a ring off his finger. In a blink, a small picnic table unfolded on the ground-two chairs, a bottle of old wine, two glasses, even a box of ice that hadn't melted.

Alex froze, eyes wide. "What the hell...?"

Logan smiled, proud of the reaction. People always looked stunned when he did this.

"Everything in the world is strange and marvelous to well-open eyes. See? Wine's cold, chairs are ready in second." He wiped his nose, poured the wine with the care of a sommelier, and pushed one glass toward Alex.

Alex stared at the table, then at him. "How did you-" His voice caught between disbelief and curiosity.

Logan chuckled, reading him easily.

‘Men are all the same. Doesn't matter how broken their hearts are. Give them something new to figure out, and they forget the woman who wrecked them.'

Logan gestured to the chair. “Sit. Drink. I'll explain the ring."

Alex sat down, still on edge. Logan spun the ring between his fingers. "This comes from Prussia-the fifth most advanced nation on Earth. The city of technology itself." He handed the ring across the table.

Alex took it, turning it over in his palm. It looked ordinary—plain metal, nothing fancy.

“It's just a ring,” he muttered. "How did you fit all this inside it?”

"It's a spatial storage ring," Logan said. "There's a five-cubic-meter pocket inside it. Big as a small room."

Alex brushed a thumb over the band, feeling nothing special. “Doesn't feel like anything.”

"It won't,” Logan said with a grin. "It's bound to my DNA. Without me, it's just jewelry.”

Alex slid it back across the table. "Show me."

Logan slipped it on. The air shimmered.

The table, chairs, and wine vanished in a blink—gone like smoke in sunlight. Then, with another flick of his wrist, they returned exactly as before.

anger burned off by pure fascination. “That's.....

pulled out a small plate

on the table. “But inside this ring,

the food and took

Alex said, leaning back in the chair,

of Charles and Josephine faded from

history of this kind of ring came from the

it's no simple trinket. Each one's engraved with formulas so complex that only someone with inner force can

of these rings made its way to the Fifth Country -Prussia. The tech

lifted the ring between two fingers, “is the result. Only the richest

handed the

he said. “But I thought these things weren't allowed to leave Prussia. Foreigners can't

you

For what? You think Prussia or Xia would waste time stealing from us?" He shook his

planet. The only thing people want from us is our cheap minerals. Nobody gives a

explain it. How'd you get

across from him was Kingswell—the king's eyes and iron fist—and every sentence

lips tight, as if

the ring

down to business,"

has been watching you. You've got more than enough charges to be executed. Greed for the throne, illicit pacts

Logan snapped, voice thin. "I'm loyal to the

We know each

king to wipe your slate clean. You live. You

relief and suspicion battling in his eyes. "Tell

said bluntly. “Prussian

a laugh

his unease. "Prussian?

heard kingswells are

Prussia, Xia but

are just ghosts in those lands. I bet none of you can ever get real

drift through Prussia and Xia with no hope. If

slid to the moon. "Alex, for most people, getting Prussian papers is impossible. For others, it's as