Getting A System In A Modern World

311  Proxy War

The tension in the air was palpable, like the calm before a storm. Silas sat in the control room of his underground facility, the holographic screens surrounding him glowing with real-time updates.

Every piece of intel Luna had gathered painted a grim picture of the world outside—a world being dragged into chaos by the Black Hand.

Luna's voice, calm yet laced with urgency, broke the silence. {Master, global tensions are rising faster than predicted. Conflicts in Europe, Asia, and the Americas are escalating. The Black Hand's fingerprints are all over them.}

Silas leaned forward, his sharp gaze fixed on one of the screens displaying a map riddled with flashing red indicators. Each represented a hotspot—a region destabilized by the Black Hand's machinations.

"Summarize their moves," Silas commanded, his voice cold and steady.

{In Europe, the energy crisis is spiraling out of control. The Black Hand has orchestrated cyberattacks on major power grids, leaving millions in darkness.

Protests have erupted in cities across the continent, with violence escalating as Black Hand operatives infiltrate and incite mobs.}

A new screen flashed, showing a video feed of riots in Paris, Berlin, and Rome. Silas watched as chaos unfolded—buildings set ablaze, crowds clashing with riot police.

{In Asia, tensions between two superpowers have reached a breaking point. A fabricated border skirmish, complete with fake satellite images and planted evidence, has led both nations to mobilize troops.

Intelligence suggests the Black Hand has used their members who are key military and political circles on both sides, ensuring the conflict continues to escalate.}

The map zoomed in on the contested border, highlighting troop movements and supply chains.

"And the Americas?" Silas asked, his jaw tightening.

{Multiple bombings across major cities have been attributed to foreign agents, though evidence points to the Black Hand.

Public outrage has forced governments to heighten security measures, straining resources and increasing tensions between neighboring countries.

The Black Hand has also disrupted key trade routes, choking supplies and creating economic panic.}

The screen shifted to display footage of panic-stricken civilians hoarding supplies, while politicians spewed rhetoric blaming foreign powers.

Silas smiled. This wasn't just chaos—it was a meticulously crafted strategy. The Black Hand was playing the world like a chessboard, using fear and instability to tighten their grip on power.

Silas stood, his presence commanding. "They want a war, and they're willing to destroy everything to get it. But this isn't about survival for them—it's about control. They think the world is theirs to manipulate. They think no one can stop them."

He paused. The holographic screens reflected in his steely eyes as he continued, his voice firm. "They're wrong."

Luna chimed in. {Their objective is clear, master. By engineering a global war, they can profit from reconstruction, consolidate power, and eliminate dissent. The world will be too broken to resist them.}

"Then we don't let the war happen," Silas said, his tone resolute. "We don't just fight back—we take the fight to them. If they want to play god, we'll show them what happens when mortals challenge the divine."

As Silas prepared his strategy, the world outside continued to unravel. Reports flooded in of new crises:

In Europe, entire regions was plunged into blackout as hackers aligned with the Black Hand took down power grids.

Factories shut down, transportation ground to a halt, and desperation spread like wildfire.

In Asia, border skirmishes escalated into artillery exchanges, with media outlets—many owned or influenced by the Black Hand—fueling nationalist fervor on both sides.

In Americs, the bombings had sparked an arms race, with nations ramping up military spending. Black Hand-aligned defense contractors reaped massive profits, supplying both sides of the brewing conflicts.

Through it all, the Black Hand remained in the shadows, pulling the strings while the world danced to their tune.

---

Back in the facility, Silas reviewed the data Luna had compiled. Each hotspot was marked with layers of information: the individuals involved, the corporations funding the chaos, and the governments compromised by the Black Hand.

"Luna," Silas said, his voice steady, "who are the key players behind these moves?"

{The energy crisis in Europe is being driven by three major corporations—all tied to Black Hand members. In Asia, high-ranking military officials on both sides are receiving covert funding from Black Hand-controlled shell companies. In the Americas, key media outlets and defense contractors are directly involved, pushing narratives and supplying arms.}

Silas nodded. "Then we start with them."

---

Silas's strategy was precise and multi-layered. He began by targeting the energy crisis in Europe. Luna deployed advanced AI algorithms to hack into the systems of the three corporations responsible for the blackouts.

Within hours, power grids were restored as Luna's systems neutralized the Black Hand's cyberattacks.

Evidence of corporate sabotage was leaked to the media, igniting public outrage against the companies involved.

Silas discreetly funneled advanced energy technologies to neutral governments, enabling them to stabilize their infrastructure independently.

In Asia, Silas employed a more subtle approach. Using Luna's network, he intercepted and exposed the financial ties between the Black Hand and the military officials fueling the conflict.

The revelations went viral, forcing both sides to confront the truth and de-escalate tensions.

In the Americas, Silas turned the media against itself. By hacking into key outlets, Luna replaced propaganda with undeniable proof of the Black Hand's involvement in the bombings.

Simultaneously, Silas's agents infiltrated defense contractors, sabotaging weapons shipments intended to escalate the conflict.

---

Silas's actions sent shockwaves across the globe. Governments began to question the narratives they had been fed, while the public demanded accountability from leaders and corporations implicated in the chaos. The Black Hand, caught off guard by Silas's precision and speed, scrambled to regroup.

But Silas wasn't done. n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

---

In a calculated move, Silas issued a public broadcast. The projection of his face appeared on screens—TV, phones, anything that has a screen—worldwide, his voice calm yet commanding.

"To the people of the world: You've been lied to. Manipulated. Used as pawns in a game you didn't even know you were playing. The chaos you see around you isn't natural—it's engineered. The ones responsible hide in the shadows, profiting from your suffering."

He paused, letting the weight of his words sink in.

"But they've made a mistake. They thought no one could challenge them. They were wrong. I know who they are, and I will bring them down. To the Black Hand: Your time is over."

---

As Silas's broadcast ended, Luna interrupted. {Master, the Black Hand is already retaliating. Multiple attacks are being planned against your operations in South America and Africa. They're escalating the war.}

Silas's lips curled into a cold smile. "Good. Let them come. It's time to show the world what happens when you try to fight me."