A sea of civilians stood before the Tower of Command. Spiral flags flapped in the salty wind. Massive screens lit up. The world was watching.
Siddik stepped into the spotlight.
"We are working for people. We are working for peace.
We will reshape the world – not with broken promises, but with power.
From this moment on, no more war. No more lies.
There are no world leaders. Only the people."
The crowd chanted his name: "Siddik! Siddik! The rightful King."
Siddik stops them by raising his hand.
"And we, the guardians of Spiral Island, are the voice of those people.
We, the people, are our own leaders.
If we want peace… we must remove chaos.
And that starts today."
The crowd roared. They kept chanting his name.
But then – rocks flew. A line of protestors stormed the gates, yelling "Dictator! Monster! He has to die!"
Without flinching, Siddik turned to Rafiq.
"Control the dogs. No mercy if they bite."
Spiral troops rushed in. Batons struck bone. Blood sprayed the pavement. The camera feed blurred, then cut back to Siddik's stoic face.
He calls Rafiq and says, "I'm going to save Zara. If anyone attacks us, don't show any mercy. Show them who we are!" He walks out of the chamber, ignoring the screams.
Inside his private jet, he sent a message: a location to Fakhrul and Hridoy.
"Come alone. No army. Follow the coordinates. Bring blades."
Then he sets course for the shadowed island – where death waits.
Hridoy slammed the tablet down. "Zara's alive. I feel it."
Fakhrul rubbed his temples. "And Siddik sent us a location. Why now?"
Nafisa nodded. "He didn't take her. He wants us there."
Fakhrul and Hridoy suited up. Fakhrul turns to Nafisa, "Be careful. I and Hridoy are going to that location. Let's see what he got."
Nafisa replies, "Okay. I'll go to meet your friend General Najmul. I have something to know."
Fakhrul says nothing. He and Hridoy start for the location. No backup. No second-guessing.
Nafisa reached out to Najmul. Najmul tells her to take a seat. Nafisa sits in front of Najmul. "Tell me the truth, General. Why does the world tremble at Siddik's name? What did he do that I haven't seen?"
Najmul asks, "From when do you know him?"
Nafisa replies, "For almost 4-5 years. Why?"
Najmul stands and goes to the window. "He has a dark past. A past that can never be imagined. He's not a man. He's the storm you never see coming. They made him a king, but he never wanted to be a king. He never wanted to sit on that throne. He always believed that his brother deserved the throne more than him. He is a dangerous warrior. He has won 13 wars. Alone. His wrath leveled cities. His silence made leaders kneel. He never fights with a plan. He doesn't follow plans. Let me tell you a harsh truth.
Remember, Fakhrul and Hridoy once got arrested? He had them arrested. The members of HUNTERS lost faith in him. So, he made a call and sent them to jail. He ordered all the lawyers not to take the case for them. He sent me his address and told me to give you. You came, and I gave you the address. Then he set them free. Everyone thought he helped them, but reality was something else. He knew everything about Grok but didn't do anything. After defeating Grok, he kills a quite number of rebels secretly. And some are hidden by me. If you want, we can recruit them. Trust me, he is unpredictable. I saw him once… cut through almost 90 men with nothing but a staff. The world fears him… because he fears nothing. We all know–when Siddik wants something done, it gets done. No matter the cost. The people don't serve him out of loyalty but out of fear. He walks alone because even kings fear standing beside him."
Nafisa walks away in silence, her thoughts racing.
The island was silent, save for the crashing waves. A cave stood ahead, ominous and ancient. Siddik waited, arms crossed, in front of it.
Fakhrul and Hridoy approached.
"I'll face him," Siddik said. "You two find Zara and leave."
Fakhrul stepped forward. "Not without you."
Siddik didn't blink. "This is my war."
Then they saw them–a monstrous army of mutated zombies and men standing guard.
Fakhrul and Hridoy drew their weapons, but Siddik raised a hand.
"Find her. Leave this to me."
Fakhrul asked, "You sure about this?"
Siddik didn't turn. "Inside, there's the one who thinks he can break me. This ends today. You two – find Zara. Get out."
They nodded. Then the earth trembled.
Siddik stepped forward.
And then – carnage.
Siddik unleashed his true form – the warrior of the old wars.
He cracked necks like twigs. Slashed through skulls. His blade sang – fast, savage, merciless. Blood coated his boots. Limbs flew. Screams echoed into the ocean.
In minutes, the army was nothing but carcasses. And Siddik becomes what legends feared – The King of Wars.
Siddik stood among the bodies. Silent. Breathing slowly.
Fakhrul and Hridoy found Zara lying on a bed in the lab. She is unconscious. They had no other way but to take her in this way.
Then – Grok stepped out.
"You came," Grok snarled. "While my son Mike tears Spiral apart." Hridoy's eyes widened. He slipped back, whispered to Fakhrul,
"We need to move – Spiral Island is under attack."
Without another word, they picked up Zara's body and escaped the island.
Siddik (smirks coldly):
"Elian… what if I told you – your son is slaughtering his own blood?"
Grok (confused):
"What are you talking about?"
Siddik steps forward, voice sharp like a blade:
"The army you see wearing my colors… the Spiral Crown army… they were never mine. Seven years ago, when I returned, I didn't summon my real soldiers – the ones who fought thirteen wars with me, bled for me, died for me. I left them scattered across the world, hidden in plain sight, waiting for my word."
He circles Grok slowly.
"I saved the Spiral Crown army from your last attack once. Hid them in a cave beneath this very island. Then I brought them out again–not to protect them–but to put on a show. To make them believe I was their savior. To make the world believe I had changed."
Siddik's voice turns cold and merciless:
"But deep down, I knew peace was a lie. I'll achieve everything on my own, without anyone's help. I trained them, used them, and fed them to your son. I knew our soldiers would never accept my idea. They only obey my father, and I have no complaint about them."
Grok's eyes widen in horror.
"You… sacrificed them?"
Siddik (staring into Grok's soul):
"If Mike won't kill them, I will. I don't need weak loyalty. I need fire, rage, and devotion. You think you're winning, Elian? No… I've been playing you from the very beginning."
A long silence. Then Siddik draws his blade.
"You brought your son into a game you never understood. Your son is slaughtering your people, thinking they are mine. Every swing of his sword takes down your brothers. I didn't betray you by turning you, Elian. I betrayed you by saving what you should have. You've seen your student, your science-mate. Now you will see the King of War."
Siddik throws away his coat.
Siddik:
"There's only one way to stop this. Kill me… and maybe you'll reach him in time."
Grok (hoarse):
"You… manipulated everything."
Siddik:
"I orchestrated everything."
And the battle begins. They clash – brutal hand-to-hand first. Then blades.
Steel sparks. Blood spills. Grok lands strikes, but Siddik doesn't stagger. When Grok grows tired, Siddik grows faster.
At last, Grok kneels – broken.
"Elian," Siddik mutters, "we could've changed the world together. But you chose revenge over peace. And before you die, hear me again: I wasn't the one who betrayed you. I tried to protect you. But this has to end now."
Siddik raises his sword.
Slice.
Siddik's one clear shot makes Grok's head separate from his body. Siddik starts for Spiral Island, with Grok's head in a bag.
Back at Spiral Island, Fakhrul, Hridoy, and Zara (unconscious) arrived before Siddik. After some time, Siddik lands with Grok's head.
They find Spiral Island in ruins.
The Spiral Army – all dead. None of them. Mike can't be visible; that means he came, he killed, he left.
Rafiq fell to the ground, barely breathing.
Siddik calls the medical team and his people via his AI assistant, Titan. The medical team assures Rafiq is alive and takes him to the castle.
Just at the moment, Musa and Hasan land on the Spiral Island after eight years. They all inspect the battlefield. The tech consoles are shattered. The towers burned. The zombie defense unit – gone.
Siddik clenches his fists.
Just then, Siddik orders Musa in sign language, "Musa, we have less time. In two days, we'll give them the war they want. Prepare everything. Get the mask army. They touched my Rafiq, I'll mix them with the soil." Musa goes to the castle building. Siddik turns to Hasan. "I'll tell Shabu to protect our family. I need you. Just be here when I call you. And prepare your army." His brother Hasan nodded.
Fakhrul walks up behind him, fury in his eyes.
"Have a look. Everyone who followed you – dead. Your dream is burning. Won't you stop this now?"
Siddik smirks.
"You've seen Spiral's army. But you haven't seen mine.
The ones who won the invisible wars.
The ones who follow no flag – only me."
Hridoy shouts, "So, this is it?! You're declaring war against your own brothers?!"
Siddik raises his sword.
"Then fight me."
In a flash, battle explodes.
Siddik overpowers them — easily. Brutally. Precision strikes. Bone-shattering punches. Fakhrul goes down. Hridoy's arm breaks with a twist. They bleed. They scream.
But he doesn't kill them.
He shackles them — locks them in the underground prison cell Grok once called home. Fakhrul looks at Siddik.
Fakhrul (bloodied): "You call this justice?"
Siddik: "I call this mercy."
Outside, the remaining HUNTERS flee Spiral Island.
At the Spiral Island, Rafi and Tayeb also arrived in their jet. They were shocked to see the island. They rushed to Siddik's chamber. Siddik was talking with Musa. They entered the room and saw them. Seeing them, Siddik tells Musa, "Musa, meet Tayeb. One of my friends and a general of our new world. And you know that is Rafi, right?"
Musa stands up and says in sign language what Siddik narrates to them, "Thanks a lot, my friends. For helping Siddik, for standing beside him, and for taking care of him."
Tayeb asks Siddik, "What happened here, Siddik? Why is there no army? Where are they? And where is Rafiq?"
Siddik then tells them what happened. Tayeb says, "We'll show them what the real fear call. Let's show them who we are and what we can do. But we have no army. How will we fight the flood of monsters?"
Siddik holds his hands. "Death is coming. The world will see what they never expected."
Siddik turns to Rafi. "Rafi, make some arrangements for me. I'll go to the live TV."
After 30 minutes, the live starts. Siddik came with a bag and took a seat.
"We are not asking for your permission.
We're taking control.
The world belongs to those who have the strength to shape it."
Siddik opens the bag, Grok's severed head in one hand—still dripping.
The world watches in shock, even Tayeb and Rafi.
"This man... Elian Grovius, also known as Grok. A symbol of fear. A monster. A leader of death.
Now? Just meat.
To those hiding in the shadows, poisoning Spiral Island in my absence—
I'm waiting.
Come fight me. Or run. But know this:
Fifty percent of you are already dead.
The rest? I'm coming."
He slams Grok's head on the podium. It rolls and hits the mic. The crowd gasps. Some cheer. Some flee.
Rafi corners Tayeb and asks, "Are we building a better world… or just surviving in a darker one?" Tayeb replies, "I believe peace always comes from war."
That was the official declaration of the real war.
Hasan returns to Italy — to the mansion of his father, the former king of Spiral.
His father, aged but sharp, looks up from his seat.
"Is he still fighting or tired?"
Hasan says nothing.
His father sighs.
"He was never right, Hasan. His vision always meant blood."
Hasan whispers:
"But I will stand with my brother… till the end."
His father takes a seat. "You are his elder brother. It's your duty to explain to him what's good or bad."
Hasan sits in front of his father. "Father, you know him well. He only obeys your rule. But that day, he stood against you. That means now he doesn't care about anything in the world."
Hasan takes a deep breath. "One thing I can assure you, he is not a demon or evil. If he was wrong, then tell me why people are chanting his name? Why are they supporting him? Because they are seeing hope in him. He never wanted the throne, never disobeyed your orders, never stopped thinking of his family."
Hasan stands up. "If the world burns, I burn with him."
Hasan leaves.
The former king looks into the distance — silent, worried. "I raised two sons. One became fire. The other… became its shield."