Deep World Order

  May 2025: The Triple Core Summit Ashgabat, Turkmenistan

  Amidst the silence that was so eerie it was bone-chilling of Ashgabat, the city dubbed as the "City of White Marble," the brilliant sunlight reflected against hundreds of buildings until they were stark white as far as the eye could see, as if it were a phantom city devoid of living beings. However, inside the secret meeting room on the top floor of a strangely shaped building that was cut off from every kind of interference signal from the outside world, it was the birthplace of a storm that was about to blow and cover the entire world.

  Yorn, the young man who held the secrets of the ancient scriptures, cast his gaze through the security glass to the outside calmly. His eyes looked even colder than the temperature in the room that was controlled by an intelligent system.

  He moved his body slightly before turning to the middle-aged man sitting on the opposite side…

  "Joseph... satisfy my curiosity for a bit," Yorn’s voice was completely flat but powerful. "What kind of trick did you use to pressure those 6 Heirs of Bana into yielding and bowing their heads to us so easily? They are all at the leader level, aren't they?"

  Joseph, a man in his fifties with a personality like a tiger ready to maul its prey, sneered at the corner of his mouth. His gaze shone with the brilliance of ambition mixed with the cunning of a hunter who gripped the world’s finances in his palms.

  "I didn't pressure them at all, Yorn..." Joseph let out a laugh in his throat that looked cruel. "I just handed them the key that would unlock their true identities for them to see. Leaders of that level have a special instinct. They know well that just the power of money or old-fashioned politics cannot truly change this world."

  He straightened his chest proudly, before reinforcing with a voice full of confidence.

  "But when they learned that the SDA in their blood is the sacred ingredient that will change this world forever, everyone was ready to throw away those foolish masks to dedicate everything to the Deep World Order and together organize the New World Order along with us."

  Joseph paused for a moment while raising his hand to clench the air tightly, as if he was squeezing the world's secrets in his palm filled with power.

  "Right now, those six of them are our only hope... We must keep them as our most powerful tools. Let them perform their duties of expanding the territory of power in the points where they reside, until the seventh Heir of Bana appears. When that day comes, the plan for a perfect world reorganization will truly begin."

  Even though it seemed like praise, in Joseph’s voice there was a deep-seated loathing hidden, which was something that Yorn himself agreed with the most. For them... humans who were ready to sell their souls just to trade for temporary power did not deserve to have a place to stand in the new world they were creating.

  "Uh... Joseph," Jenin, the youngest member of the group, interjected with a casual manner. "I heard news that your profit in the latest quarter was massive to a shocking degree. Is it true?"

  Joseph straightened his chest with pride, his eyes sparkling when he thought of the massive numbers.

  "In the latest funding round for Project Marina, my company swept up money from the greed and curiosity of the wealthy around the world to the amount of 20,000 million US dollars, Ha ha ha!" He laughed madly. In the brain of this financial demon, there was no room for mercy; there was only the stream of numbers swirling as greed that would never end.

  However, suddenly Joseph stopped laughing. He looked directly at Yorn with a gaze full of suspicion that had accumulated for a long time.

  "Yorn! Don't let it be said that I am interfering in your work, but I really don't understand... Why do we have to drag our bodies to go and hunt for the blood of those seven people? I have wondered about this my whole life. In your capacity as the person who reads the Bana Scriptures, you must have a smarter answer for me than the word 'Destiny'!"

  Jenin moved his glasses slightly, before snatching the chance to explain in a voice that was still and flat but hidden with arrogance in his expertise.

  "It’s not just destiny, Joseph. But it is Ancient Science," Jenin said while swiping a hologram screen.

  "From the analysis of the SDA codes we found in the first six heirs... we found specific codes embedded in the depths of the Y-chromosome, which is the part that has never been cross-bred until losing its shape. It is the 'blueprint' inherited directly from the Karibru ancestors three thousand years ago. Those six heirs who are men are the keepers of God’s frequency at the atomic level... If even one person is missing, the fusion of bloodlines to awaken the 'New Spirit' will never be complete."

  Yorn sat listening to Jenin’s explanation. His gaze looked satisfied that the biological reasons supported the beliefs in the scripture flawlessly. He was still and calm like a water surface without a ripple, turning to lock eyes with Joseph, the man who was mad about numbers who was now breathing heavily with misunderstanding.

  "In the Bana Scriptures, it is recorded clearly, Joseph..." Yorn spoke in a flat voice, yet it resonated throughout the room that was cut off from the outside world. "When the stone pillar falls, it must be propped up with the seven streams... and the only way to rescue the world order is the fusion of bloodlines from the seven descendants to become the same stream, so that the 'New Spirit' may appear... This is an inscription with an age of over 3,000 years. It is the map that the ancestors drew the path for us to follow without being able to deviate. Even time cannot erase the code hidden in there."

  "I understand it even more less!" Joseph shouted emotionally, his thick palm slammed down on the marble table until the sound was loud and booming, echoing throughout the room. "Why is it that none of those so-called bloodline descendants have pure Karibru lineage at all? Everyone is just those bastard 'hybrids'? Are those the people we have to be exhausted almost to death to find? A plan this great, yet it has to be deposited with blood that is tainted? I think it is all distorted!"

  Jenin snatched the chance to speak first before the emotions of the big financier made the situation escalate. He moved his glasses while sneering at the corner of his mouth.

  "We have no other choice besides following the scripture, Joseph..." Jenin said while swiping the data screen showing complex genetic codes. "We tried to sweep and find from our direct Karibru brothers and sisters all over the world already, but there is no one who has the SDA code in the Y-chromosome that qualifies! The code that the ancestors wanted, it was passed on to the branches that branched out strangely. If you have a plan that is smarter than the ancestors' orders, then propose it."

  Joseph turned his face away. He turned to stare intensely at Yorn’s face, his gaze pressing for the final truth. "This matter... how did our Elder decide?"

  Yorn looked into his eyes with stillness before conveying the will from above that no one dared to defy.

  "The Elder confirmed to move forward according to the scripture... He gave the reason that cross-breeding is not a mistake, but it is evolution. The Karibru blood flowing in their bodies is what will be awakened to develop the new world through our technology... Just think about it, Joseph. If people all over the world were changed in their genetic code to become Karibru lineage entirely through our Anti-vaccine (Aeon 30), wouldn't it be a desirable future?"

  Yorn paused for a moment, before asking with a voice that was so cold it cut deep into the heart of the listener.

  "Why are you going to protest, Joseph? When in the end... as soon as we get the blood components from all of them, we just send them to receive the Execution to be completely gone. Our goal is the sacred blood that is inside, not those worthless identities... Now we have all six branches. There remains only waiting for the moment the seventh stream will flow to merge. Everything is prepared already, isn't it?"

  "Calm down first, Joseph..." Jenin said while moving his glasses. His gaze looked at Joseph with a fake gentleness, but it hiddenly implied a complexity that was too much to guess. "Wait to see the results more clearly than this. If they yield and are harmless, we don't necessarily have to rush to eliminate them... Either way, in their bodies there is still Karibru blood flowing. They might be just 'siblings' who have been lost for a long, long time."

  "Siblings? Heh!" Joseph snorted fiercely. His gaze had no place for the word mercy. "I don't agree even a bit. For me, those people are just trash who were lucky to have the SDA code attached. I will watch them every footstep!"

  "Come on, Joseph! Stop acting like a bear eating a bee (bear with a sore head)." Jenin cut the conversation with annoyance at the impulsiveness of the interlocutor. "Right now we just let them take the role of 'Ambassadors of Peace' for now, let them help spread the news of the White Silence project, squeezing the leaders of those small countries until they are terrified and have to rush to inject the Anti-vaccine (Aeon 30) to be complete according to the target we set... As for the matter of keeping them for use or sending them to receive the Execution to be out of ears and eyes, by that time we can come to agree again, it still won't be too late."

  Joseph was silent for a moment. His face changed to be serious when he thought of his people who were far away. "I truly pity our Karibru brothers and sisters who are still in hardship in the middle of the desert... Mark my words, if there is anyone who plays tricks with this project, I will kill their whole lineage!"

  "Calm down, dear friend... because right now our plan is close to reaching its highest point." Jenin smiled at the corner of his mouth like a winner. His gaze was sparkling when speaking of the latest progress. "Since we got Dr. Natalie into our hands, the work of D.W.O. is like having wings to fly. You just prepare the money in the account to be ready for the final step."

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  "I admit that I am impressed with the hunt for members of your team truly," Joseph remarked, his voice beginning to change into acceptance. "That girl is talented more than I imagined much."

  Jenin was still for a moment, his gaze glowing with pride when thinking of the most important gear in this plan.

  "That girl is not just a talented person, Joseph... She is a miracle that God bestowed in the wrong place," Jenin said in a low voice. "Ever since she graduated with the age of only 14, we pulled her to be stuck in the underground lab of this Ashgabat for almost ten full years before sending her to control the lab at Wuhan two years ago to start the field plan."

  He raised three fingers to list the works that shook human history.

  "One... she is the person who designed the algorithm to screen SDA from a population of billions until she found the seven heirs accurately. Two... she is the creator of the Tame 30 precursor that world leaders are hungering for. And three... the thing she is touching right now, is the thing that even God might still be possessive of."

  Jenin was quiet for a moment, before speaking with a voice that was lower until it was almost a whisper. "Human molting... that girl is touching the thing God cherishes. She discovered a way to intervene in cells at a level smaller than an atom. If she succeeds... humans won't be just changing skin color, but it is the restructuring of biology new entirely from the inside."

  "Can it be done already?" I (Yorn) asked as well, because even I was worried with this theory.

  "Close... but still missing the last jigsaw," Jenin smiled mischievously. "The problem is her brain is brilliant just in the lab, but about living life... how should I say? Like a mentally disabled child who doesn't know the real world. Director Kim Min-young, her guardian, reported that she hardly agrees to leave the lab, sitting and staring through the microscope like a mad person who talks and understands with cells alone."

  A blue light flashed rapidly on the hologram screen in the middle of the table, along with a notification sound that interrupted the conversation that was becoming intense. "Moses has arrived."

  Yorn reached out his hand to press the authorization button, the sound was a loud . "Let him in."

  The thick metal door slid open without a sound. Moses walked in, bowing his head with fawning humility. He stood with his hands clasped in front of the three men like a slave who was reporting results to kings. His fat, round body trembled slightly when having to face the coldness radiating from Yorn.

  "Learning from Lord Yorn... The release of the White Silence infection to spread throughout the world is according to every step of the final plan, sir," Moses reported with a shaky voice.

  "How is the feedback from those world leaders? And what measures does the WHO have to support?" Yorn asked in a flat voice, his gaze staring intensely as if he would see through into the brain of the reporter.

  "This world used to be terrified of COVID-19 before, sir... Right now, the WHO is letting out news that it is just a new virus strain from red-butt monkeys. The information circulating is therefore confused and chaotic. The people are starting to hesitate and be afraid, but I have prepared a masterstroke... I will use the 'greed' of humans to perform the duty as a drill to pierce the hearts of those national leaders myself."

  "How do you think to do it?" Joseph asked with a powerful resonating voice, his sharp gaze like a tiger staring at Moses without looking away.

  "Give it for free, sir..." Moses bowed his head and answered timidly. "We will hand over the proposal to give the vaccine for no cost, to open the way for those leaders to create 'phantom budgets' to buy and sell among themselves within the state. They will see the channel to rake massive money into their pockets without having to dig out capital to buy the vaccine even a single cent."

  "Ha ha ha ha!" Joseph exploded a laugh out satisfyingly until the sound echoed throughout the marble room. "Give for free? Very smart, Moses! Because those idiot leaders, when they see the channel that will rake money from the state budget without having to invest in buying the vaccine themselves, they will never let this golden opportunity slip from their hands for sure... In the end, it is they themselves who will be the people to force every citizen to inject our Anti-vaccine (Aeon 30) with their own hands!"

  "Yorn!" Jenin interjected with a beaming face, his gaze was sparkling. "Zhang Anna, the young scientist in the affiliation of the Chinese Security Minister, has solved the problem about 'Human control with sound' that we have been waiting for. Right now she is accelerating the development to make it perfect. Expected that in not long... the mind manipulation system will take shape for sure."

  "Really? How did that girl do it?" Yorn raised his eyebrows with surprise. "I remember that this project Dr. Natalie was the one who started at Wuhan."

  "The most classic way... espionage," Jenin sneered. "Anna stole the core research structure of Natalie, or the extract named Thalamic Auditory Modulation Enzyme, to further develop. She took the biological enzyme of the fungus , or called by another name as Zombie Fungus, to mix with the virus to gene-edit new, so that it performs the duty as a carrier (Vector) into the center of the brain accurately."

  Jenin projected a hologram image showing the work of the extract to see a clear picture.

  "T.A.M.E. 30 stands for Thalamic Auditory Modulation Enzyme 30 minutes, Joseph... Its principle is entering to seize the Thalamus part, which is the relay station for every sensory command of humans, and waits to receive orders through 'tuning' with sound waves that are sent out to stimulate (Modulation) through a specific whistle."

  "A whistle? Then anyone can blow it?" Joseph interjected while frowning, calculating the risk.

  "This is where Anna showed her brilliance... she created a Bio-Encryption system, or locking with a biological code," Jenin continued explaining excitedly. "Each whistle will have a detection slot for the DNA or SDA of the user. The heir must use a finger stained with blood or saliva to touch the whistle to unlock the genetic code. When the code matches, the whistle will then release a Signature Frequency—which general humans do not hear—out to make the molecules of the T.A.M.E. substance in the target's brain vibrate (Resonate) until it awakens to manipulate the body according to orders!"

  Yorn sat listening, his sharp gaze starting to see the jigsaws that connected. "This is the reason I must find all 6 heirs... because if there is no blood of the heirs, those whistles are just worthless pieces of metal. No one can falsely claim to use instead of each other."

  "Correct, sir! But right now there is still a small problem..." Jenin lowered his voice. "The response rate to the sound waves is not stable enough yet. Sometimes the target goes crazy until cannot be controlled like a zombie that lacks consciousness. We still need time to tune the Harmonic Resonance frequency for a while more."

  "Time... is the only thing we have left in abundance," Yorn said while casting his gaze out the window, seeing the lights of Ashgabat city that were silent. "But the thing that this world has never had is peace... Humans are destroying each other just because they are intoxicated in fake rights and freedoms. That chaos itself is the opportunity that D.W.O. will hand over the New Order with our own hands. The elimination of filth to start a pure race and ethnicity is drawing closer every day."

  "And about... Choi Ju-yeon?" Yorn asked with a voice that was firmer, his sharp gaze swept to look at the co-conspirators. "The last bloodline descendant that we have been waiting for for a long, long time. Right now who is the person managing, and how far has this pawn walked?"

  Joseph straightened his chest like a winner, his gaze full of ambition that had reached the goal. "I have managed to corner her... I ordered our people to explode the infection into the residence of her father and mother, and everything was according to expectation. The North Korean leader ordered the Execution by firing squad for both of them according to security regulations immediately as soon as the infection was found. Now she has no one left to hold onto in that land."

  He smiled cruelly while letting out a harsh laugh. "Right now she was ordered to be kicked out from Room 39 to go work manual labor off-site. I am looking for a good rhythm to uproot her just right."

  "I have the plan for the world leaders' summit in North Korea around August, sir," Moses interjected with a fawning voice.

  "Ha ha ha! Thanks a lot, Moses. I know now how to herd Choi Ju-yeon out of North Korea," Joseph’s eyes were sparkling. "In this August... the world will see the largest defection ever."

  "Don't tell me that you will send people in to create a situation right there?" Jenin raised his eyebrows and asked.

  "Squeezing a person to flee from a country where power is centralized like that is easier than peeling a banana, Yorn! You just prepare to send the Akhal-Teke unit, our shadow espionage unit, to wait and catch her. I will herd her so she runs head-over-heels across the border out through China myself!"

  Yorn sat listening, all the plans were simulated in his brain until completely clear. He saw the image of the young girl who was hopeless, running towards the death they had laid out.

  "If so, no need to trouble the Akhal-Teke unit..." Yorn interjected while standing up slowly, the radius of power spreading throughout the meeting room. "I will go to receive her by myself."

  "Like that, Yorn?" Jenin looked at his big boss with surprise. "A big boss like you will go down to wallow in the dust yourself? Just one pawn, let the people below manage it, maybe."

  Yorn did not answer immediately. He merely glanced his eyes to look at the white marble landscape outside. That cold gaze indicated clearly that he had a plan that was deeper than that.

  "Have you guys forgotten that Choi Ju-yeon is not just a stupid pawn that can use force to drag her along," Yorn said with a voice that was flat but powerful. "She is a genius level hacker who was trained by Room 39. Her instinct for danger prevention is higher than general people many times. If you send the Akhal-Teke units that are aiming to kill to wait and catch, she will know immediately and flee away along with the SDA code that we want."

  He stepped slowly to the hologram screen while staring at the face of the woman in the history.

  "A key that is squeezed until hopeless like that, will agree to open the door only for the person who reaches out a hand to help on the day the whole world turns its back... I will not go in the capacity of a hunter, but will go in the capacity of the only way of survival for her. I will make her loyal to me with her life, not with chains. And there is no one in this organization who will perform the role of a 'Saint' more seamlessly than me anymore."

  Joseph and Jenin were silent. They realized immediately that Yorn did not want just her blood, but he was going to create the 'most talented loyal slave' in the world to keep in his hands.

  "I have two old friends who are French mercenaries..." Yorn remarked, his voice looking softer yet hidden with cunning when thinking of the past that was full of the smell of gunpowder. "Haven't met them for a long time, but these two people are the important key that made our Phase 1 successful."

  "What matter?" Jenin frowned and asked with curiosity in the tricks of the person in front.

  "The Musa in the blue bottle... the SDA of the Elder that was extracted from the cave in Iraq," Yorn pointed to the temperature-controlled cabinet that contained the blue, clear genetic material bottle, which was the origin of both legend and disaster. "They are the people who traded their lives to protect this thing out. And right now... one of them is about to perform a duty that is even more important than before without knowing."

  "Oh!..." Jenin nodded as he recalled that pawn from the past. "Then what does it have to do with Choi Ju-yeon?"

  "I will spend time being with her for as long as possible..." Yorn paused, his gaze staring at the void as if seeing events in the future. "To study the character traits and build a relationship with this pawn that has the most importance... Choi Ju-yeon is a woman. She should receive softness and nurturing. That money and raw power of yours, keep it to use with those coarse-hearted men, that's enough."

  "Sounds fun!" Joseph laughed, liking the depth of the interlocutor. "Then this round what name will you use? Taking the role of who to go down and play with this pawn?"

  Yorn stood up slowly, arranged the collar to be in place meticulously. The radius of being the leader of a secret organization faded away, leaving only the profound composure of a man who had passed through countless battlefields. He spoke the name that once created a legend in the middle of the desert that was hot and dry with a firm voice.

  "Loweis!.. I will return to use that name. The name that my old friend is familiar with very well."

  "Messiah!"

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