United Nations Hall.
Lights flickered, camera shutters clicked one after another, and Dominic stood on the podium dressed in a well-tailored suit.
He stood on the podium, the very image of a "Guardian of humanity". A charming and confident smile was on his face, and his gaze swept over the representatives and officials from various countries below the stage. Everyone's expression was one of solemn respect or focused concentration, as if he was not only the hero of Earth, but also humanity's only hope.
He lightly cleared his throat, raised his hand and waved slightly, signaling everyone to quiet down and wait for his speech. The clamor in the venue instantly subsided, leaving only his magnetic voice echoing through the hall.
"Ladies and gentlemen, today we stand here to jointly witness the dawn of a new era." Dominic slightly raised his head, his eyes confident with a hint of disdain, his tone gentle yet not lacking in authority. "Earth has always been our common home. And I, as your 'Guardian', have a responsibility to ensure this home is safe from any external threats."
He paused, a smile appearing, and then continued, "Some might ask, why me? Why Dominic, to bear the heavy burden of protecting Earth? I think the answer is simple—because I can."
As soon as his voice fell, he paused, as if to let everyone below the stage fully appreciate the weight of his words. He gently rested his hands on the podium, leaned closer to the microphone, and lowered his voice slightly, carrying an undeniable power: "Yes, ladies and gentlemen. I possess power this Planet has never seen before, far beyond your imagination. And I choose to dedicate these powers to Earth, to you."
The people below the stage exchanged glances, whispering to each other, seemingly infected by his sudden, powerful confidence. Seeing these reactions, Dominic's lips curved slightly upward, revealing a satisfied smile. He straightened up slightly and continued, "Some may question me, doubt my motives, or even think I am a threat. But I can assure you all, my only reason for existing is to protect humanity."
He deliberately slowed his pace, his gaze sweeping across the audience below, as if every single person needed to be moved by his "goodwill": "Today I stand here, not for power, not for money, and certainly not for so-called glory. Everything I do is for you—every ordinary person, every child, every home that needs security."
At this point, he gently raised his hand and made a slight clenching motion, as if to focus all attention on his words. "From this moment on, with me protecting Earth, there is no longer a need for fear, no longer a need for doubt. I am your shield, your future. And the only thing you need to do is believe in me."
Dominic ended the speech with a slightly gentle tone, but his eyes were incredibly firm, even carrying a hint of irresistible deterrence. He slowly raised his arms, as if to embrace the whole World, and everyone present looked at him, as if they had truly seen the "sense of security" this superhero bestowed upon them.
Just then, he revealed a meaningful smile and added in a low voice, "And as for those who oppose, those who question, or even potential threats... I will personally eliminate them. Whether they are alien forces or evil forces on Earth, they will not be my match. I, Dominic, will use all means to ensure your peace and tranquility."
Sparse applause below the stage gradually converged into a roaring tide, and many people looked at him with awe, as if the Dominic before them was a true god, the only savior who could bring peace.
He smiled slightly, looking around at everyone with a hint of self-satisfaction, a cold light flashing in his eyes, as if everyone was already a chess piece in his palm. After this speech, the World's eyes would be fixed on him, and he would become an inescapable presence for them.
The speech ended.
In the dressing room backstage, Dominic faced the mirror, a standard "approachable" smile slightly curving his lips. His gaze lightly swept over the perfect face in the mirror, the smile almost flawless, so practiced it seemed as if he was born with this charm. However, as the lingering applause gradually faded, the warm smile on his face instantly vanished, leaving only a cold, weary expression, as if he had finally shed the heavy disguise.
He recalled the hero image from "The Boys"—Homelander. That hypocritical and omnipotent hero stood on stage, smiling and giving speeches to thousands of spectators, the sweet words and high-sounding promises seemingly flowing from his mouth without a single flaw. Dominic remembered what Homelander had said: "What you need is a belief, a shining example. And I am that shining example."
Dominic closed his eyes, silently imitating Homelander's expression in his heart, as if practicing the subtle balance between "amiability" and "coldness". Homelander always wore a smile, as if everything was under his control, and he could make the audience below the stage infatuated with just a few beautiful words.
"Yes, what you need is 'belief', and I am that perfect symbol." He murmured to himself in the mirror, as if contemplating that posture of "controlling everything".
This kind of speech was not just about appealing to emotions, but also a perfect performance, a means of absolute control. He was even thinking about how to further make himself a symbol of being "invincible".
He chuckled softly, a hint of playfulness and contempt flashing in his eyes. "If they crave a perfect hero, then I will give them a perfect 'illusion'." He slightly adjusted his shoulders, raised his chin, and smiled at the mirror, as if those people could truly see his appearance at this moment through the mirror.
"Heh, Homelander, it seems you really taught me a lot."
"Thump thump thump"—a knock sounded, low and firm, breaking the silence backstage.
"Come in," Dominic said calmly, as if he already knew who was outside the door.
The door slowly opened, and Coulson walked in with a friendly expression, his posture straight, smiling as he offered a brief congratulation. "Congratulations, Dominic. Winning the World Peace Prize isn't something just anyone can do. You know, this kind of award is usually given to heads of state like Presidents or diplomatic ambassadors. You're an exception."
Dominic raised an eyebrow, a cold smile appearing at the corner of his mouth. "Huh, World Peace Prize... sounds good. Soon, even pet cats will probably be lining up to get one." While he was joking, a hint of mockery showed in his eyes, clearly indifferent to this award full of "symbolic meaning". "But, tell me, Coulson, you have something important, right? I don't think you came just to present flowers and congratulate me."
But Dominic's heart was actually excited. After all, as an ordinary person in his previous life, being able to receive a World Peace Prize now, for the first time, well, those who know, know.
Coulson smiled slightly, cleared his throat, and his tone became slightly serious. "Yes, there is something. We've recently captured some intelligence—a terrorist organization seems to be planning an attack targeting America. According to our information, they possess some dangerous high-tech weapons."
Dominic slightly narrowed his eyes, seemingly a bit "surprised" by this news. He leaned back in his chair and asked casually, "Are you sure? With me here, do they really have the guts to carry out any attack?"
Coulson looked at him, speechless for a moment, as if he was used to Dominic's confidence. He hesitated for a moment, but continued, "These Terrorists are indeed quite bold. The weapons they have might be high-tech equipment obtained through illegal channels, and some even possess power we haven't yet grasped—perhaps... we need to pay special attention."
Dominic sneered, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. "Sounds interesting. I really don't know where they got the courage to think they can fight against me." He leaned forward slightly, a playful smile on his lips. "Coulson, your work efficiency really needs to be improved."
Coulson remained calm and continued, "The information we currently have is limited, but their attack time is likely in the near future. We need to be fully prepared." He paused, his gaze serious. "Of course, this also includes you, Dominic."
Dominic nodded lightly, the expression on his face seeming less frivolous and more serious. "Don't worry, Coulson. Since they want to attack my 'homeland', I will personally teach them a clear lesson."
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