Mandate's Gyration

"My, my!" Fanghui clapped for the students. "You all have very sharp minds today! Don't you?"

The academy students in their gray cadet uniforms nodded their heads. The students savored the special visit of the Supreme Herald himself.

"Remember what I said about the difference between the mind of the young and old?" Fanghui asked. "Anyone remember?"

A boy immediately raised his hand.

"Supreme Herald! The young are open towards knowledge!"

"Yes, indeed!" Fanghui walked around. "Children have a greater curiosity about the world compared to adults. Their minds are more receptive to new knowledge and more likely to retain it for the rest of their lives. Fascinating, isn't it, my little slate warriors?"

The children giggled.

"I must say, your students are quite exceptional, high visionary," Fanghui smiled at Joltiarre.

"Thank you, Supreme Herald," Joltiarre held her scepter.

"Oh my, I believe I took up enough of your precious time!" Fanghui looked at his watch. "Time is a treasure after all. Ah, but before we dismiss you to your free period, I would like you all to answer this question!"

The students sat up with their hands folded together. They were eager to hear what Fanghui would ask.

"Since the invasion of the Americas is underway, I think this question is very fitting," Fanghui cleared his throat. "We know that America runs on democracy. So, why is it that democracy fails?"

A girl raised her hand.

"Supreme Herald! Democracy runs on the concept of freedom, not order!"

"Precisely!" Fanghui clapped his hands. "Now, what are the problems of running a government based on the freedom of the public?"

"Supreme Herald!" A boy lifted his hand. "Freedom gives the public incentive to do evil and disobey the law!"

"Ah, yes. It's an unintended consequence of democratic governments. That's why America has had a long bloody history of school shootings, random homicides, and violent protests. Quite ironic that America even has laws since its people continue to break them every day. What else?"

"Supreme Herald!" Another boy waved his arm. "Politicians within democracy constantly oppose one another."

"Exactly. American democracy consists of two opposing parties that never agree with one another. The freedom of disagreement within their government prevents the delegates themselves from acting swiftly. Now you all understand why there should only be one party, and why freedom doesn't work."

"Supreme Herald!" A girl raised her hand. "Permission to elaborate?"

"Certainly! Please do, for discussion is a virtue!

"That's why Kneapexism is changing the world! The governments across the globe have deviated from the original goal of politics, to establish order among the chaos. The Global Federation seeks to restore the world towards that goal. I am proud to be a part of this cause, Supreme Herald!"

"Intriguing!" Fanghui applauded. "You all hear this young lady? It pleases me to know that you take pleasure in making the world a better place. Are you children proud to be a part of the Global Federation as world changers?"

"Yes, Supreme Herald!" The students stood up, making Kneapexist salutes. "Hail Fanghui!"

Fanghui saluted back.

"Now, I think these bright children deserve an extended free period!" He said. "For bright children like you must take a rest from such extensive studies. But remember to stay on campus and follow the rules. The crusader droids will be watching you."

"Thank you, Supreme Herald!" The children cheered as they packed their belongings.

***

The sleek gray car with a Reaper Squad gunner on its back strolled through the dark spiky metal gates of Tiananmen Square. Two sphyraena hovertanks escorted the car inside, floating above the ground with their massive wings that boomed with repulsorlift power. They were armed to the teeth with rotating turrets. Their enormous warhead launchers and main tank turrets scanned the skies for any threats. Soon, the car stopped in front of the Arcane Phalange. The metallic spiky fingers of the lotus-shaped palace glowed with intense orange. A Reaper Squad commando stepped out of the car, opening the door for Fanghui. As Fanghui stepped out, Jin Feilong and two White Death guards greeted him.

"Hail Fanghui!" Jin Feilong spoke in Mandarin, giving off a Kneapexist salute with her clawed hands.

"Jin Feilong," Fanghui saluted back.

Fanghui walked with the White Death and his droid apprentice. The sphyraena hovertanks rolled about the perimeter, making grinding noises to communicate with the other droids. As Fanghui and his caped elite droid guards walked to the spiky palace, slate warriors wearing gray camouflage uniforms and helmets marched about. Commanders shouted aggressively at their squadrons as they did their daily drills.

"How was your visit to the Kiasiion academy?" Jin Feilong's electronic voice sounded in Mandarin.

Jin Feilong was a golden yellow droid with a head with six horns protruding from the sides. Eight diagonal eyes were symmetrically divided into four by three frontal horns. She had a golden-red spiky necklace over her yellow chest, which was distinguishable from her yellow segmented midriff. Her hands and feet were armed with sharp claws while her spiked tail was equipped with a sword.

"I'd say it went very well!" Fanghui and a few slate warriors exchanged salutes. "Joltiarre's students are quite exceptional. Any news?"

"Hong Kong rebel dogs have attempted to bomb our newly established Samsara war factory."

"Any action done"

"Yes, Supreme Herald," Jin Feilong wagged her barbed tail. "Overseer Amitonyx sent chimaeriforme battlecruisers to eliminate the hostiles. The Hong Kong mongrels will relearn to bow before China."

"Ah, our overseer is taking very strong actions! Anything else?"

"High Envoy Hoon-Jing of Korea informed that his spies have finally located the renegade Vultau masters the Taiwanese pigs have hidden in Hualien. He said he will accompany Thalamoid to eliminate the threat."

"Excellent! Excellent!" Fanghui clapped his hands. "Xneong Hoon-Jing is responding well! The Samsara war factory?"

"Repairs are in progress. Overseer Amitonyx wishes to brief you on the status of our invasion of the Americas. It has been a success. Also, the construction of the Des Cajzeik Kneapexio is nearly halfway complete."

"Good! Then let us go. We don't want to keep our overseer waiting."

***

The White Death guards opened the doors to his throne room. As Fanghui and Jin Feilong entered, the horned droids saluted. The room was a large room with a wall window behind the computerized conference table. There were exhibits of different Vultau instruments from rocky yangqins to pipa swords, all trophies from the many Vultau masters Fanghui defeated. Amitonyx stood across the room, analyzing the table's interactive 3D screen. He was a blue-haired man wearing a light blue suit.

"Hail Fanghui!" Amitonyx saluted. "So, I heard you made a trip to Kiasiion?"

"Yes! It was wonderful to see the future slate warriors excelling in their studies!" Fanghui walked with Amitonyx to the table. "The children continue to intrigue me with their bright little minds."

"I see that Joltiarre's teachings are paying off!"

"Indeed!"

"It's not fair that despite all we have done to bring order into this broken world, there are still people who oppose our world centered vision. You know, like how much we have unified the globe. We were the ones who unified China, Hong Kong, Taiwan, and Tibet together. We even united the two Koreas as well as the entire Middle Eastern region. Yet, people continue to challenge all we have done. Some even refuse to honor Sychrom's sacrifice."

"Again, it's sad that most people are short-sighted. They only see the suffering, but not the long term benefit for the globe," Fanghui said. "For you and Captain Sychrom Takoizu alongside our wonderful High Envoy Syddyriyon Murhav of Iran bravely led the Middle Eastern Smite, fighting head-on against Dr. Jinhai Niang and the Arabian Separatists, bringing together the entire region into one."

"Yes. I wish Sychrom was still here to see our progress."

"He would have been proud," Fanghui nodded.

"A shame that people are too self-centered to appreciate Sychrom's service."

"People naturally think and do for their self-interest, not for others. Speaking of Sychrom, how's Kyrinna?"

"You know, she still misses her father very much. However, her training as a Shin-Kaminari has been progressing very well! Kyrinna also has been practicing her father's Palms of Ice martial arts technique. She will bring unimaginable glory to our vision!"

"I am certain she will! Now, ahem. Did you want to brief me? Correct?"

"Right," Amitonyx smirked. "Good news. The World Cybertrap has begun!"

"Fabulous!" Fanghui zoomed into a 3D globe from the table's screen. "Colonel Maika and Agent Dacos have accomplished their mission! The UICA must be in boiling water now."

"Colonel Maika and our other commanders wish to speak with you."

"Ah! Please! Put them through! Put them through!"

Amitonyx activated contacts on the screen. He then swiped them onto the floor.

"Colonel Maika here," A young lady with dark purple hair emerged as a realistic hologram. "Hail Fanghui!"

Maika was holding a rose as she wore a dark purple coat along with a green shirt and brown skirt.

"Colonel Maika! I see you still enjoy the mystical smell of the rose?"

"Of course, Supreme Herald," Maika sniffed her rose. "Like our vision, we seek the innermost beauty of the rose, not just the exterior beauty like the short-sighted."

"Thy imagery of the great vision are such wise words," SANDRA's hologram emerged. "Glory to the Supreme Herald on high!"

"Most impressive use of human language, even for my standards," The purple-haired Cyroid with red goggles said with his electronic voice. "It's chance of being replicated is less than a 3.987 percent chance."

"Heh, words can bewitch the mind of the short-sighted," Hernamidos lit a cigar. "The realm of language can be quite a nasty playground."

"Hail Fanghui!" The four saluted.

"Good to see you all!" Fanghui saluted back, activating the windows to blacken. "Please! Let us begin!"

"Supreme Herald," SANDRA spoke. "Amitonyx's Samsara Crinoid has glorified our vision! The might of chimaeras have caught the foolish UICA by surprise."

"Excellent!"

"That's good news. From Tornado Alley, the Samsara Crinoid is capable of transporting reinforcements from here to anywhere within the US. We can always send in more chimaeras whenever necessary," Amitonyx nodded.

"It was to my surprise that the UICA would lack the intelligence to anticipate an attack from the rear," Cyroid crossed his arms. "I calculate that their intelligence is significantly lower compared to ours by 150,298,785,146 neurotransmitters."

"My, still onto your unmatched statistics, Cyroid!" Fanghui smiled.

"Of course, Supreme Herald," Cyroid's cybernetic voice sounded. "For 597 times since 2024 before our ultimate revolution, you instructed that knowledge is power."

"And that I did. What's the status of the UICA?" Fanghui zoomed into the US on the screen with his fingers.

"All UICA WARBLER Centers have been destroyed," Colonel Maika said as the screen displayed a map of the US labeled with little red 3D buildings. "The chimaeras have done their duty. They have already established a blockade among the borders. All there's left is to negotiate the terms of our establishment to President Forroway."

"Yes, and we must be wary of the remaining UICA scum running about like screaming kids in a playground," Hernamidos puffed on his cigar. "My agent and I have encountered Dr. Isrina Niang along with the Bladebearer family and Master Oreic."

"Ah, old rivals. Okay, setbacks noted," Fanghui analyzed the chimaera blockade. "Not too surprising that Isrina and her misfit squad would continue to be a nasty thorn. Order the Reaper Squad to double their search. Without any UICA facilities available, they would have nowhere to hide. Along with Maika's ambitious reforms of the American government to propose to Forroway plus our aerial advantage, we would have the survivors in a catch-22."

"Heh, sounds good. I look forward to burning them into dust!" Hernamidos grinned.

"Also, Zentroid has ended the UICA president's pitiful life," SANDRA said.

"Aha! Wonderful!" Fanghui walked across the room to grab a bottle of wine and glasses. "We have beheaded the UICA! Without that old man, they have no way to finish making their puny armies against us. Now that requires a toast!"

Fanghui poured wine for both him and Amitonyx. Maika, Cyroid, and Hernamidos had their glasses while SANDRA created a glass from the nanoparticles of her hand.

"The death of Kainos Cecilius!" Fanghui spoke.

"Hallelujah!" SANDRA replied as everyone drank.

"Commander Crendsic ought to hear this," Amitonyx said. "Too bad Crendsic and Basilicoid are courageously leading the Siege of Africa against the remnants of the UICA and Vultau."

"Indeed! Also a shame the other high envoys couldn't join us to savor this moment!" Fanghui placed his glass down.

"SANDRA, what of Saitori?" Amitonyx asked.

"Zentroid engaged in battle with the notorious Lifen Saitori," SANDRA's glass disintegrated. "However, she and a few other commanders have escaped."

"Saitori," Amitonyx looked away. "How dare the UICA take her away from me!"

Fanghui noticed his pupils becoming red diamonds.

"We can talk about this later. Quell your anger for now," Fanghui turned to the others after placing his hand on Amitonyx's shoulder. "Like Isrina, Saitori is yet another old rival to deal with. No surprise there. But take caution, for Saitori has the intelligence of our droid army that she can potentially share with our enemies. Isrina's skills in martial and Vultau arts are not to be underestimated. She will pass on her teachings to others against our vision. Stopping Saitori and the last Niangs are essential."

The others nodded.

"General Hernamidos!" Fanghui turned to his Reaper Squad leader. "How goes Cirvez's plan?"

"It's already in motion as we speak," Hernamidos replied, lighting up another cigar. "His proposed Ironclad Eagle has been built. High Envoy Fuunera of Cuba was kind enough to lend the resources for Cirvez's plan. All we need is to find some fox freaks to catch and some human samples. Oh! Guess what? I caught the freakin daughter of Hujian and Ningyue Ming!"

"Are you referring to the anti-Kneapexist journalists?" Cyroid's red goggles glimmered.

"Heh, yes, Cyroid! Calice will soon glorify the Federation, being our first official specimen of Cirvez's experiment! Not only that, those troublesome parents are finally dead!"

"Most impressive."

"Nicely done, general," Amitonyx said, cooling off his anger.

"Ah, nothing like some sweet revenge! I will give our Russian high envoy the good news," Fanghui examined the proposed location of the facility on the interactive screen. "Those Ming activists have finally been silenced. They won't be hiding any more Vulpi now. How have Fuunera and Suvenjior been progressing?"

"Fuunera reported that Latin America is finally under our control. High Envoy Suvenjior of Venezuela has already been notified of his primary mission," Hernamidos said. "He is currently dispatching the Reaper Squad throughout South America to find the Vultau Temple and crush it. Death to furry devils."

"Soon, the blasphemous Vultau will be no more," SANDRA said. "And there shall be much rejoicing!"

"And there will be," Fanghui analyzed a 3D aerial view of South American cities. "Colonel Maika, you remember your next step?"

"Yes, Supreme Herald," Maika twirled her rose. "I will be in contact with President Forroway shortly to negotiate terms."

"Good. And I must say, Colonel, your proposed reforms are strong, and will be highly effective in imposing our vision onto the American people."

"Thank you, Supreme Herald."

"Alright. And SANDRA, Cyroid, General Hernamidos? You remember your tasks?" Amitonyx asked.

"I will overlook the status of the Samsara Crinoid," Cyroid said. "I will guarantee that the superweapon continues to be 100 percent operational."

"Zentroid and I shall serve alongside Colonel Maika's ambitious plans," SANDRA spoke.

"Heh! I will maintain the Ironclad Eagle as its head. Agent Dacos and I will make sure it's a working playground," Hernamidos' mask closed.

"Excellent. You all know your missions," Fanghui looked at them. "Remember, the UICA still has the potential to fight back. Do not underestimate the survivors no matter how little of a threat they may seem right now. Eliminate them quickly. And utilize our aerial advantage well. Dismissed."

"Yes, Supreme Herald!" The four saluted. "Hail Fanghui!"