The Director, Daniel's boss, of the Global Economic Incorporation (GEI) sat in his dimly lit office, the weight of the world seemingly on his shoulders. The plans he had set in motion were beginning to bear fruit, and soon, the world would plunge into chaos under his direct control. He pressed a button on his desk, summoning the first of his agents for a debriefing on the current situation.
Agent Grey entered the room, his face expressionless in his grey suit as he stood at attention. "Director," he said, his voice steady.
"Agent Grey," Daniel's Boss began, leaning back in his chair, "how goes the plan?"
Grey allowed himself a slight smile. "World War III is on the horizon, sir. Within the next few months, Japan and United States will be at each other's throats."
Daniel's Boss nodded, satisfaction glinting in his eyes. "Are all the preparations complete?"
"Yes, sir," Grey replied. "Ian successfully assassinated Japan's Prime Minister. Japan has sent a threat to the United States, demanding an explanation. We intercepted and blocked the US's responses, and then we sent one of our own agents to Japan, undercover as an American government official, to insult them even further."
Daniel's Boss's smile widened. "Good. I want you to escalate the situation. Go on all social media platforms and start a hate train towards Japan from American accounts. Make it as insulting and inflammatory as possible, that'll stir things even further."
Grey nodded. "Consider it done." He saluted and left the office, his mission clear as day.
Daniel's Boss pressed another button on his desk, this time summoning the second agent. Agent Blue entered, her demeanor calm but alert, along with her beautiful presence, wearing her indigo dress exquisitely.
"Agent Blue," Daniel's Boss began, "what's the latest on Daniel's progress in Japan? After the punishment, and his time in Echo Of Eternity, I'm hoping for positive results."
Blue straightened. "Daniel is performing exceptionally well, sir. He's number one in his recruitment class and is likely to be given command of his own squad soon due to his rapid and impressive achievements."
Daniel's Boss scribbled a series of notes on a piece of paper. "Deliver this to Daniel immediately. He's doing well, and needs to stay on course. This'll help him greatly on his mission."
Blue took the paper, glanced at its contents, and nodded. "Understood, sir." She turned and left, her footsteps echoing down the corridor, and her elegant smell of J'adore perfume leaving along with her.
Marshall leaned back in his chair, contemplating the next phase of his plan. He pressed the button one last time, and Agent Platinum walked in, his presence imposing, with his platinum colored suit. Agent Platinum was actually the Platinum ranked Soldier that is in the US Military. He is the one who fought JacQuarius before the tournament, and interfered with both JacQuarius and Kiyomi's battles, causing them both to lose.
"Agent Platinum," Daniel's Boss said, his tone conversational, "how did the enlistment tournament go?"
"It went as planned," Agent Platinum replied. "Adalina won, as intended. JacQuarius came in second, and John Doe took third. I did as instructed, interfering in their battles causing them both to reveal their trump cards. I didn't have to interfere with Tela's fight as he lost to John Doe."
Marshall's eyes narrowed. "Good, good, you did well. Now, John Doe? Tell me more about this fellow John Doe."
Agent Platinum hesitated for a moment. "We only have his Arkham Asylum folder, sir. Beyond that, we don't know anything else about him."
Daniel's Boss's fingers drummed on the desk. "Find out more. Immediately."
Agent Platinum nodded. "Understood." He turned on his heel and left the room, immediately starting on his mission like his other fellow agents.
Daniel's Boss leaned back in his chair, a sense of triumph bubbling up inside him. He kicked his feet onto the desk and chuckled. "Everything is going according to plan."
He reached for his phone and dialed a number. After a few rings, a voice answered on the other end. "Hello?"
"Mrs. Garcia," Daniel's Boss said, a sly grin spreading across his face, "it's time to accelerate our plans."
In a high-tech command center somewhere in Washington D.C., Mrs. Garcia, the Director of the FBI, sat at her desk, the phone pressed to her ear. "What do you need, Director?" she asked, her voice low and serious.
Marshall's chuckle resonated through the line.
"The situation between Japan and the US is escalating beautifully. We need to ensure that the American public's sentiment turns even more hostile towards Japan. Use your resources to amplify the social media campaign. Make sure the hate train gains unstoppable momentum and tension rises further."
Mrs. Garcia sighed but nodded. "Consider it done. But remember, this chaos you're creating will have consequences. We're walking a very fine line here."
"That's what makes it so exhilarating," Daniel's Boss replied. "Now, how is our other project coming along?"
"The infiltration of the Japanese military is proceeding smoothly," Mrs. Garcia reported. "Your agent, JacQuarius, is at the top of his class. He's been given third in command with the two above him barely surpassing him. This will place him in a prime position to influence their decisions from within."
"Excellent," Marshall said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "Keep me updated on his progress."
Mrs. Garcia hung up the phone, her thoughts heavy with the implications of their actions. She thought to herself, " Why isn't JacQuarius answering!?!" The world was on the brink of war, and she was playing a crucial role in steering it towards that precipice, while also plotting against the only group who could stop it: JacQuarius, Kiyomi and Tela!
Back in his office, Daniel's Boss couldn't help but revel in his machinations. He knew the risks, but the rewards were too enticing to ignore. He spun his chair around to face the window, gazing out at the cityscape. "War is inevitable," he whispered to himself, "and when it comes, we will be the ones to shape its outcome."