Arc-1: Downfall of the 5th Executive
Chapter 2: Face-Off with Insecurity
Ahkaf, Abhishek, and Aditya were thrilled. After 15 years of hard work and consistency, they were finally about to become Second-Generation Executives. They had trained on an unimaginable and unbelievable scale, pushing themselves beyond their limits.
The Seven Ranks of the Sun Organization:
1. Learners
2. Keepers
3. Defenders
4. Coaches
5. Associates
6. Executives
7. Kenzo
Each rank had its own duties and responsibilities within the organization.
Aditya smirked, leaning against the wall. "So, boys... who do you think will get the most votes?"
In the Sun Organization, low-ranking workers and citizens voted for their favorite Executive candidates, but ultimately, Kenzo had the final say. He would decide which Executive would lead one of the seven major territories. However, there was a catch—before officially taking their position, the chosen Executives were sent to a hidden place. Only the previous Executives and Kenzo knew its location. This was done to prevent rebellion.
Abhishek shrugged. "I think that girl is going to get the most votes."
Aditya nodded. "Yeah, same here."
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Ahkaf raised an eyebrow. "Wait... who are you guys talking about? Are you talking about Mrinalika?"
Aditya chuckled. "You''ll find out soon enough. But do you really think a monster like her is going to win the popular vote? She’ll probably end up in 5th or 6th place."
Ahkaf frowned. "Hey, don’t talk like that. She’s actually a really good person."
Abhishek sighed. "By the way, Ahkaf, I''m a little worried about you. You don’t come from one of the Seven Legendary Clans. It might be tough for you to fit in."
Aditya crossed his arms, nodding. "Hmm... yeah, that’s true."
Ahkaf grinned. "Nah, I think Kenzo will handle that. After all, he was the one who told his friends about me in the first place."
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The Grand Conference Hall
Abhishek’s eyes lit up as they reached their destination. "Look! We''re finally here—the Great Conference Hall of Kenzo, the Savior!" he said, nearly bouncing with excitement.
Ahkaf took a deep breath. "Let''s go... I''m a little nervous."
Abhishek smirked. "You should be."
Aditya groaned. "Hurry up, guys! We''re already late because of this tall brat!"
Abhishek glared. "Are you talking about me?!"
Aditya laughed. "Who else? You’re the tallest among us!"
Before Abhishek could argue back, his words got caught in his throat as they stepped closer to the massive hall, surrounded by over 9,000 armed guards. The entire place was heavily secured, and outside, hundreds of local leaders and citizens gathered, eagerly waiting for the announcement that would decide who ruled their area.
Ahkaf exhaled. "You guys go ahead. I''ll catch up soon."
Aditya nodded. "Alright."
Abhishek glanced at him. "Don’t take too long."
As they left, Ahkaf noticed a woman sitting on the ground, crying uncontrollably.
Her clothes were torn and dirty, and her face was streaked with tears and dust. No one paid attention to her—not the guards, not the officials, not even the people around her. She was completely ignored.
Ahkaf’s chest tightened. He stepped forward and knelt beside her. "Ma’am, are you okay? Why are you here? Your family must be worried about you."
The woman sniffled, her voice breaking. "H-He’s... gone. He passed away!"
Ahkaf’s eyes widened. His body froze for a moment. "Wha—what?! What are you saying?!"
The woman—Shaiba—could barely speak through her sobs. "He''s dead... he''s dead!"
Ahkaf clenched his fists. His entire body tensed up with rage. He turned to the guard standing nearby, a Keeper-ranked officer who looked completely unbothered by the situation.
Ahkaf gritted his teeth. "And you... you just let her sit here and cry?! You didn’t even bother to ask what happened?!"
The Keeper rolled his eyes, standing tall. "You can’t go inside without a permit. Unless you want to die, back off."
CRACK!
Before anyone could react, Ahkaf’s fist connected with the guard’s face, sending him flying through the air. He crashed into a nearby window with a deafening smash.
Gasps and whispers spread like wildfire through the crowd.
Who the hell is this brat?!
How dare he attack a Keeper?!
And did he just call out Kenzo... like that?
Ahkaf’s eyes were burning with fury as he clenched his fists. "KENZOOOO! WHERE ARE YOU?! I’LL KILL YOU!"
The crowd went dead silent.
Abhishek’s face paled. "Shit! Shit! He''s lost control! He won''t listen to anyone except his teacher!"
Aditya shivered. "Call him! CALL HIM NOW!"
Abhishek’s hands shook as he stared at Ahkaf’s face. His eyes were glowing red.
No… It can’t be… He’s awakened it!
Suddenly, a door creaked open on the upper floor of the hall.
A deep, calm voice echoed through the tension-filled air.
"Hey, what are you doing? Chill. Just wait for them to come back and announce the results."
Everyone turned their heads up—and there he stood.
Haider (Kenzo).
Ahkaf’s tears finally fell. His lips trembled. "He''s... he''s gone. What were you doing when this happened?!"
Kenzo’s expression remained unreadable. "What do you mean… he’s gone?"
Ahkaf’s breath hitched. "You… you were never his best friend."
Shaiba sobbed harder.
Ahkaf turned away and grabbed her wrist. Without another word, he walked away from the hall, disappearing into the forest.
Kenzo’s eyes widened.
Wait… Don’t tell me they’re talking about…!
Before he could finish his thought, his vision blurred—and his body collapsed.
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To Be Continued...
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