The Almighty Dominance

Alex walked the long gravel drive toward the Rosenheim Mansion, his footsteps echoing against the iron gates that guarded the estate.

Two military-grade androids stepped forward, their movements crisp and synchronized.

"Sir Alex," one said. "You are advised not to enter this residence."

Three years ago, those same machines would've opened fire the moment they saw him. But time-and skill-had changed everything.

For three long years, Alex had lived like a dog under Rosenheim's roof-tolerated, watched, and barely human in their eyes.

But while they looked down on him, he worked in silence. Bit by bit, line by line, he slipped into their systems, rewrote their code, and bent the mansion's sentinels to his will.

Now, the same machines built to protect the Rosenheims could obey him with a single word.

Yet Alex never gave the order. He let them stand there, loyal and silent- pretending nothing had changed.

"Tell me the reason."

The android tilted its head slightly, sensors whirring as it spoke. "Master Otto issued standing orders three years ago," it said.

"But after your separation from Miss Katarina, those orders were expanded. Additional android units and security cameras have been installed throughout the estate."

"Every camera is active and linked to the central station. If you commit any harmful act toward the Rosenheim family, it will be reported instantly."

"Your citizenship could be canceled permanently. Given your current stance, my recommendation is that you refrain from hostile actions-for your own future's sake, Master Alex."

Alex stayed silent for a long moment. The android was right-and he knew it. In Prussia, someone like him, half-Prussian and half-outsider, never truly belonged.

Citizenship was a privilege, not a right. One wrong move, one accusation, and the government could tear it away without a second thought.

That was why Alex had swallowed his pride and stayed silent for three long years, no matter how deep their insults cut or how far they pushed him.

And clearly, the Rosenheims had been ready for this moment all along-waiting for the day he'd come back.

He turned away, his coat flaring slightly in the wind, and lifted off into the sky.

In Estoria, he was a king-untouchable, above the law.

But in Prussia, he was just another name on a list. A "new citizen" under surveillance.

Watched. Judged. Controlled.

When he landed on his penthouse, he moved quickly-through the quiet halls, down a hidden corridor, into an unmarked elevator.

The doors slid shut, and the it sank deep underground.

At the bottom level, a heavy door opened into a cold, humming chamber. The walls glowed faintly blue. A massive machine stood in the center, alive with quiet energy.

hand to the scanner. The screen flickered to

Samuel. Keaton. Logan.

the report from Estoria?" Alex said. "Let's

Logan's voice came through the screen, steady

slipped an entire vault of data through Kingswell. With Bella's IQ breaking two-fifty, she used

ghost particles can move through

made Prussia blind to our communications. And with your Eden Company quietly diverting their data streams for the past two

everything we can

up fast. With Bella's mind leading the way, we're close to breaking past Prussian tech

voice was low, steady. "Samuel, how are things on the

appearing on the next screen. “You gave us that cultivation method-you said it came from the Xia. We've implemented it among both soldiers and civilians.

eyes narrowed. "That's only the surface level. What I gave you wasn't the true Xia method. It came from

is just the foundation. Someday, I'll visit the Xia's Country myself and take the full system.

"Sire, we owe you. Without that cultivation, Estoria wouldn't be where it is now. I used to think we were advanced-strong even. But compared to Xia, we were

"Keaton?" Alex prompted.

Keaton reported, his tone steady but

rollout of new

and advanced technology, crime has surged. People are abusing their

mover

black-market trades,

tightened enforcement and stabilized most regions. If we can maintain this

believe in the beauty of their dreams. Raise our country from the dust,

unison, their voices firm, echoing with conviction through the comm line before the screen faded to

the

soft pulse. A message

you? Please

stillness in a life built on chaos-a fragile peace in the eye of a

has its reasons which reason does not

mechanical voice of his onboard Al, breaking through the silence. "Governor Logan is requesting a

Alex said. "What is

in as my adopted daughter. She's

softened slightly.

"with your permission, told Bella years ago that you were still alive. But I said you were deep

unable to be contacted

She misses you, sir. Badly."

didn't answer. The silence

together his past. If he'd let go of that obsession... maybe he would've married Bella by

a

did you tell

her that once Estoria rises higher than

see you again."