The Beginning

General Point of View

A magnificent display took place as a powerful procession, consisting of twenty sleek black Land Rovers, moved in perfect unison. They trailed closely behind a resplendent white Rolls-Royce Ghost, akin to a battalion of highly disciplined horses following their revered commander, marching in perfect battle formation. The sight was nothing short of breathtaking, sending shivers down the spines of those fortunate enough to witness it.

Their journey ended at a fancy hotel, a place of great luxury and extravagance. Here, a group of well-trained guards was standing, showing their strong loyalty with every action they took. When the important guest stepped out of the Rolls-Royce car, the guards bowed respectfully seeing the car door being opened, emphasizing how important and meaningful this moment was.

The elegant white car glided smoothly to a stop at the magnificent entrance of the hotel. The chauffeur, quickly opened the car door, guiding the passenger into the impressive building.

This whole scene was like an organized military performance devoid of any flaws or errors, simply perfect, creating a moment that gave everyone who saw it a thrilling feeling of something grand and important, something they would never forget in their life.

A tall young man, with hair as white as snow, emerged from the car. His enigmatic presence was undeniable, intensified by the mysterious dark shades concealing his eyes.

His physique was a sight to behold, a perfect fusion of muscularity and a lean, athletic build. His well-defined muscles were evident, sculpted with precision, from his wide commanding shoulders down to his trim waistline. 

The meticulously tailored black and white suit he wore highlighted his remarkable physique. The fabric stuck to his body like a second skin, stretching and molding with his every movement, gracefully unveiling his well-proportioned frame.

He exuded an air of confidence and strength, the uninterested look on his face showed treatment like this was usual for him and was accustomed to such grand receptions.

A cadre of security personnel wearing formal uniforms and equipped with earpieces greeted him with military precision and respect. They led him into the hotel building, walking in a disciplined manner that mirrored the military's precision, escorting him directly toward the hotel's banquet hall on the 4th floor.

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General Point of View

Hwan couldn't help but voice his frustration. "I can't believe he's late for something this important. He was supposed to return from his meeting in Japan yesterday. I wonder what the fuc% made him change his schedule at the last minute!" He muttered to himself in anger while pressing a pack of ice against his forehead.

Maria, noticing Hwan's agitation, tried to ease his worries with a light-hearted touch. She remarked, "Relax, Hwan. Maybe he's just preparing a fancy speech for today." But in turn it increased the stress level of the other party for some reason

Hwan let out a weary sigh, clearly showing his exhaustion, and replied, "I sure hope so." But then, Alex, the nerdy guy in the room suddenly made a comment that caused Hwan's blood pressure to shoot up. "Yeah," Alex added with a sense of impending doom, "something as epic as that infamous 6-month anniversary speech," 

The group's most senior member interjected nonchalantly, "Oh, come on folks it wasn't that terrible" as he casually sipped his drink, unfazed by the commotion while casually reading some work related file in his hand.

Hwan's frustration burst forth. "WHO THE HECK TELLS THEIR CREW MEMBERS TO FIGHT! IF THEY'RE NOT GAY?" .

Alex, trying to maintain a serious expression and doing some shadow boxing moves but failing miserably, chimed in, "It was the most incredible speech I've ever heard. It even made me want to fight."

Harry, seemingly unfazed by the debate, took a sip of his drink without taking his eyes off the file in his hand. This earned disapproving glares from both Maria and Hwan.

Alex checked his tablet as a notification sound came and announced in a serious expression completely opposite of his demeanor just a moment ago, "He has arrived."

This news prompted the group to stand up and make their way to the stage outside the door. Their expressions had transitioned from casual banter to seriousness

MC POV

Seeing all these people show respect to me made me tear up a little, 'why?' you may ask. Its because these are the people I had to beat the shit out in the past now they are bowing to me ,..... truly Sensational .

Wiping my imaginary tears I went towards the stage to meet my sidekicks who is the sole reason for the reputation of Nobles, even though I am the president of the Nobles group I am Mr. Mysterious to the outside world because these guys manages the business for me only the important members of the crew knows me close as not the head of nobles but as Axel Myung.

Unlike Hwan, the other three members of my crew were exceptional in their own right. They weren't handpicked by Hwan like most of the others; instead, I personally selected and trained them in combat. Well, except for Harry, well he is a bit special.

But it wasn't just their strength and brain that made them special . Each of them carried a dark past, much like Hwan and me. I had the privilege of helping them escape their troubled histories, and that forged a unique bond between us, like a pact that they cannot break.

Unlike Hwan these guys decided to join on there own for which I am very grateful as they are the one who makes this crew the 'Nobles' otherwise with my management 'Nobles' would have stayed as an bunch of battle maniacs with an assured demise .

I greeted my fellow members with handshakes. However, I couldn't help but notice the extra veins bulging on Hwan's forehead as he shook my hand. His intention to crush my hand was clear as day. With a fake smile, he whispered a warning in my ear, "Mess this up, and I'm gonna kill you!"

I understood the reference, recalling the incident that had led to my ban from ever holding a microphone. But today, I had come prepared ,honestly it wasn't even my mistake and.... it wasn't thaaaat bad .

Approaching the microphone, I faced more than 200 expectant and excited members. Taking a deep breath, I began, "Greetings, ladies and gentlemen." The atmosphere was charged with anticipation, and I couldn't resist giving the super duper awesome mind-blowing speech I have prepared for them 

"Today, as the president of the Nobles, I am filled with immense pride and gratitude as we celebrate two glorious years of our establishment. This achievement is not solely attributed to me, but to every single member of our esteemed organization.

In these two years, we have shown the world what true unity, dedication, and unwavering commitment can achieve. The Nobles have become synonymous with excellence, and it's all thanks to the hard work and determination of each and every one of you {applause}.

We've faced adversity head-on, and as Al Capone once said, "You can get much farther with a kind word and a gun than you can with a kind word alone." We've shown kindness when needed, but we've also proven that we are not to be underestimated.

In the words of Sun Tzu, "In war, the way is to avoid what is strong and to strike at what is weak." We've chosen our battles wisely, focusing our efforts where it matters most, and this strategic approach has brought us to where we are today.

But our journey is far from over. We will continue to rise, to grow, and to demand the respect we deserve. Together, we will carve our path, leaving a legacy that will be remembered for generations to come.

Believe it, and TOGETHER, we'll achieve GREATNESS!" {yeaaaaaaaaaaaah![heavy applause and noise] }