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Bakin stood on the stage, his eyes scanning the crowd of people gathered before him. He could feel their anxiety, their fear, and their frustration. They were looking to him for answers, for hope, for a way forward. He took a deep breath and began to speak.
Bakin emerged as the latest rising star, seemingly appearing out of thin air, and swiftly garnered support from a diverse array of civil organizations, public departments, the lawyers bar, and even heroes, in his quest to restore justice and order. In the wake of the overnight exposure of rampant corruption within the government and corporations, Bakin rose like a dawning sun to banish the darkness and chaos that had engulfed the nation. His meteoric ascent left many wondering about the source of his power and influence, but one thing was certain: he was a trusted and accomplished lawyer with an impressive track record of success.
Despite the formidable obstacles he faced, such as navigating the treacherous waters of the lion's den that was the lawyers bar and contending with the competing voices of various public offices, Bakin somehow managed to unite them all under his banner. This would have been impossible without the helping hand of a shadowy figure, who operated behind the scenes to aid Bakin in his quest. Even heroes, who were known for being fiercely independent, were drawn to his cause. It was a testament to his exceptional leadership skills and unyielding commitment to the greater good that he was able to bring together such a disparate group of individuals and organizations to achieve a common goal.
"My fellow citizens," Bakin said, his voice strong and steady. "In this time of crisis, what we all should do is to calm down. The villains are trying to tarnish a century-old legacy of heroes by playing with your emotions. I am but a small lawyer, but please trust me."
The crowd listened intently as Bakin spoke, his words resonating with them. He knew that they were afraid, afraid of the villains, afraid of the government, afraid of the heroes who were supposed to protect them. He needed to give them hope, to show them that there was a way forward.
"Yes, heroes were there!" Bakin continued, his voice rising. "Yes, they were there to protect corrupt officials of Bayen Pharmaceutical! But let me ask you, has a firefighter ever turned away from a burning prison cell? Has a doctor ever refused to help a criminal? Compared to them, the heroes' actions were a lot milder. They didn't even know they were rushing to help criminals, and when they realized, they stopped. Instead of risking the lives of the children inside the building, they let the villains go, despite the orders of the government urging them to take action."
Bakin paused, letting his words sink in. He could see the skepticism in some of their faces, but he knew that he needed to address their concerns.
"These are the radio records we were able to salvage," he said, holding up a small recorder. "Listen!"
Bakin played the recording, and the crowd listened as the CEO of Bayen and the Prime Minister of the country urged the heroes to take action, threatening them with the loss of their licenses. The other corrupt politicians also demanded the heroes to take action.
"But the heroes didn't do it," Bakin said, stopping the recording. "Do you know why? Because, in their heart, they knew what was right and what was wrong."
Bakin's words seemed to resonate with the crowd, and they began to murmur in agreement.
"Government holds too much power over Heroes," Bakin said, his voice rising again. "That is a problem we should address after we deal with corrupt companies and the government. But before all that, let me tell you one thing. If you stop believing in heroes, this country will truly fall."
The crowd erupted in cheers, and Bakin smiled. He had won them over, at least for now.
"As many of you know," Bakin continued, "I have proposed a plan to give more autonomy to our heroes. I believe that they are capable and qualified to make important decisions on behalf of themselves. When the single voice has control over heroes, it only leads to corruption."
A voice from the crowd interrupted him. "But how can we trust them to make the right decisions? They're just people like us, after all."
Bakin turned to face the speaker, a middle-aged man with a skeptical expression. "That's a fair point, sir. But let me ask you this: would you trust a group of people who have risked their lives countless times to save others, or would you rather leave important decisions to politicians who may have never even left their cushy offices?"
The man frowned, clearly not convinced. "But what about accountability? Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"
Bakin nodded, acknowledging the man's concerns. "I understand your worries, sir. That's why I propose a system of checks and balances, with oversight from a specially appointed committee to ensure that the heroes are held accountable for their actions. We need to trust our heroes, ladies and gentlemen. They are the ones who have the skills and the courage to protect our country and make it a better place. And if we give them the autonomy they deserve, they will not disappoint us. They shouldn't attack without thinking by the orders of politicians. Heroes' only duty to protect the innocent. Nothing else, and if even the leader of the country orders them to attack an innocent person, they should look into their hearts and say no!"
The crowd seemed to be warming up to Bakin's ideas, and he continued his speech with renewed confidence.
"Heroes are not perfect," he said. "They make mistakes, just like everyone else. But we should not let those mistakes define them. We should focus on the good that they do, the lives that they save, the sacrifices that they make. They are our protectors, our guardians, and we should treat them with the respect and dignity that they deserve."
Bakin paused for a moment, taking a deep breath. He knew that what he was about to say next could be controversial, but he felt it was necessary.
"We also need to address the issue of corruption in our government and our companies," he said, his voice rising again. "This is not just a problem for heroes, but for everyone. We cannot allow a few powerful individuals to control our lives and our futures. We need to demand transparency, accountability, and justice."
The crowd erupted in cheers, and Bakin smiled. He knew that he had their support, at least for now.
"I am not a hero," Bakin said, his voice softening. "I am just a man who wants to make a difference. But I believe that we can make a better future for ourselves and for our children. And if we work together, if we trust each other, if we believe in ourselves, we can achieve anything."
The crowd applauded, and Bakin stepped down from the stage, his heart pounding with excitement and adrenaline. He knew that this was just the beginning, that there would be many challenges and obstacles ahead, but he was ready to face them.
As he walked through the crowd, shaking hands and answering questions, one could see on Bakin's face a sense of pride and purpose that he had never felt before. He seemed like that he was on the right path, that he was making a difference, and that he would not give up until he had achieved his goals.
As the day drew to a close, Bakin returned to his office, exhausted but exhilarated. He still had a lot of work to do, but he was ready for the challenge. He sat down at his desk, rapped his fingers on the table, and began to jot down ideas and plans for the future in his mind.
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