Requiem for a Tyrant, Fight for a Throne
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The stern emotionless viage of The Grandmaster cracked ever-so-slightly as a chuckle came from his lips. He couldn't believe what he was reading.

Director Zelie, the man in charge of the Lauchnorian desk, and thus anyalisig all intel from the small nation recovering from a civil war, sunk into his chair as the awkwardness of the chuckle caught him completely off guard. Just like the report he had handed the Grandmaster had caught everyone off guard. No one expected this. No one thought that they had the guts, least of all the Grandmaster of the Shingzi Ren.

And yet here it was. Irrefutable evidence that the fake news spreading about Yauhmi was coming from Lauchnoria.

The Grandmaster picked up the file he put down to cover his mouth while he chuckled to look over it again. The IP address from the foreign bot network definitely was coming from there.

" what an annoyance. Although I have to admit I have a lot more respect for that country now. Do we have any leads on where this could be coming from within the nation?"

" yes. Its on the next page”

The Grandmaster turned it, revealing the photo of a young woman with dyed red hair. A cocky glimmer in her eye. A hopeful glean on her lips

“...Jessica Cassidy” The Grandmaster whispered under his breath

“You know her sir?” the director replied although not completely surprised

“Yes. I don't think I could forget the person who hacked the matriarchies ID database. I suspected she would come up on an intelligence report sooner or later. Although I was hoping it wouldn't be messing with our operation"

" it would appear so sir. I suspected, she would eventually become a government asset for one nation or another, so I've had people watching her for a while now. She's been coming and going from a government facility. A facility that we believe is where the botnet originated from"

“So she’s the one whos doing it? Getting these bots to spread these fake news stories?“

“Not alone sir. On the next page is the file for a Mr.Tacito Fierro. Another hacktivist but with less of a reputation. He has been going in and out of the same building at similar hours."

" I see."

The Grandmaster closed the file and stood up walking to the back of his office. There was an old black rotary phone. He picked it up and punched in just one number rotating a zero before putting it to his ear.

The director listens does The Grandmaster explaining the situation whoever is on the other end. Going into detail about the fake news story, pausing after each story, and answering questions


"... if it were me Your Highness…" the director got very quiet all of a sudden. All the color ran away from his face as he realized that the Grand Master had called the empress herself to discuss the situation

"...yes… As You command my Empress"

The Grandmaster hung up the phone and turned back to his subordinate.

"... call down the rest of your staff. We have work to do…”

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