1. The Phantom Identities
The morning sun over Bhilai didn't just mark a new day; it marked the beginning of a new world order. Aaryan and the girls woke up early, the gravity of the meeting with the world's most powerful leaders weighing on the room. To protect their lives as normal students, Aaryan knew they couldn't appear as themselves.
He cast a complex Identity Changing Magic over everyone, including himself. These weren't just masks; he wove the mana to create people who had never been born and did not exist in any database on Earth. Aaryan transformed into a tall, imposing figure with eyes like cold steel, while the girls took on the appearance of elite, untouchable shadows.
"From this moment, we are ghosts," Aaryan stated. With a collective nod, they activated the teleportation sequence.
2. The Secret Summit
They materialized in a high-security, underground meeting chamber in the United States. The room was circular, filled with the Prime Ministers and Presidents of every major nation. At the center sat Donald Trump, representing the host nation. As Aaryan and his unit appeared out of thin air, a silence fell over the room. Aaryan walked forward with calculated calm and took his seat at the round table.
Donald Trump was the first to speak. "We are finally free because of you," he began, his voice echoing in the hall. "The Illuminate were parasites. They were bad people who demanded more and more money every year, bleeding our economies dry. Now, you are the owner of the world's most powerful secret organization. We want to propose a deal: we support you, if you support us."
Aaryan leaned back, his eyes narrowing. "Support can mean many things. How exactly do you need the Darkweb?"
3. The Alien Threat
The room grew even colder as Trump revealed the true reason for their desperation. "An alien planet has been trying to capture the Earth. The Illuminate fought them off in secret, and that is why we paid them so much."
"An alien civilization?" Aaryan asked, his interest finally piqued.
"Yes," Trump replied. "A very advanced, super-powered alien civilization. Our conventional militaries are backward compared to them. We cannot defeat them alone."
Aaryan thought for a moment, his mind running through thousands of strategic simulations. "If they are advanced, why haven't we tried diplomacy? We could give them space to live on Earth, and in exchange, they provide us with their advanced technology."
The world leaders looked at each other in stunned silence. "Why... why did we never think of that?" one Prime Minister whispered.
"Because you were too busy being afraid," Aaryan replied. "But we can't talk to them yet. We need preparation. If they reject the idea, I will destroy their entire civilization. But for that level of protection, you must pay my employees so they can survive and remain loyal."
4. The 11,550 Billion Deal
The negotiation moved to the financial cost of global security. "We will pay 10,000 billion," Trump offered.
"Is that a one-time payment or for a year?" Aaryan asked.
"For every month," Trump clarified.
Aaryan paused. He remembered the Illuminate's greed. "Are you kidding me? You paid the Illuminate 100,000 billion every month, and you offer me a fraction of that?"
"Can I... can I raise the money?" Trump asked, sensing the shift in Aaryan's mood.
"How much?"
"11,550 billion per month," Trump proposed, sweating under Aaryan's gaze.
"Deal," Aaryan said. "And remember my name. I am the Destroyer, the Secret Killer."
5. The First Deposit
Aaryan needed a secure way to receive the funds. He stepped away for a moment and called Manisha, the new leader he had liberated in America. "Manisha, do you have a bank account?"
"Yes, Master," she replied instantly. "I made one yesterday with the help of a specialist in our organization."
"Send me the details and the PIN number now." Within seconds, the information appeared on Aaryan's screen. He handed the details to Donald Trump with a final warning: "Don't try to track the owner of this account. If you do, the deal is off."
Trump nodded and signaled his treasury. "I've sent the 11,550 billion to the account. Check it." Aaryan confirmed the massive influx of wealth and stood up. "I have it. We're done here. Goodbye."
6. Restructuring the Empire
Back in the safety of his home, Aaryan's mood had shifted to one of quiet triumph. He called Manisha again. "Manisha, your role is changing. You are now the Incharge of Payment for all headquarters in every country. You will handle the payroll for the entire Darkweb."
"Understood, Master. But does that mean I'm no longer in charge of the USA headquarters?" she asked.
"Correct," Aaryan said. "That is too much work for one individual. You need to focus on the global economy."
He then turned to Simran, Shreya, and Riya. "The organization is too big now. From now on, the three of you are the Incharges of all Continent Headquarters."
"All of them?" Simran asked, her eyes wide. "Aaryan, that is an impossible amount of work!"
"I have already thought of that," Aaryan said calmly. "I will create Perfect Clones of each of you to handle the administrative load. You will be the overseers."
Riya then made a suggestion. "Aaryan, can we shift Manisha here? She is great with logistics, and she can take care of Toshika while we are busy with the continents."
"I'll do it tomorrow," Aaryan agreed. "It's too late now. We need to sleep. Day after tomorrow is our last exam, and we need to be ready."
The group shared a final dinner, the weight of their new global responsibilities settling in. As Aaryan lay in bed, he realized the money shortage was officially a thing of the past. The Darkweb was funded, the world was protected, and the final exam was the only thing standing between him and the next phase of his plan.