The underground doors groaned open.
For three long years, they had lived in the shadows, hidden from the world, building, evolving, and preparing.
Now, they were stepping into the sunlight once again.
The sky stretched wide above them. The air felt different—free.
A fleet of helicopters, luxury cars, and buses awaited, ready to take them into their new era.
Before Mirshad stepped out, Malik handed him a sleek black mask.
"This will hide your identity, your voice—everything," Malik said.
Mirshad stared at the mask.
"I do not hide."
Malik smirked.
"You don't. But sometimes, you let the world fear what they cannot see."
Mirshad grinned, sliding the mask over his face. The Boss was reborn.
One by one, the team felt the earth beneath their feet again.
Mirshad turned to Faisal.
"Baba, where are we going?"
Faisal took a deep breath, looking at the world ahead.
"UK. Our new family palace. Three years ago, I left everything behind and started over with my brothers. This is where our new journey begins."
Mirshad nodded.
"Okay, Baba. Your decision, I will follow."
Amir leaned closer, smirking.
"Bro, your voice in this mask sounds like a bomb exploded inside my ears."
Mirshad turned slowly toward him.
"Brother… soon, I will throw you from Earth to the Moon."
Amir held up his hands in surrender.
"If there's an ATM on the Moon, send me. I'll happily live there with Boss's unlimited money."
Malik sighed dramatically.
"You're right, Mirshad. Time to throw him out. His jokes are getting worse every day."
Amir clutched his chest.
"Okay, okay! I'll shut up."
Mirshad laughed, placing a hand on Amir's shoulder.
"Just a joke, brother. Don't get emotional."
The entire team laughed as they moved toward the helicopters.
As Mirshad walked, his eyes searched for someone.
Sara caught him and smirked.
"Don't look too deep, Mirshad. She's right behind me."
He stopped, watching as Sophia stepped forward.
The air between them felt heavy, charged.
Mirshad spoke first.
"Are you ready for this journey?"
Sophia nodded, her eyes filled with unspoken emotions.
Mirshad slowly extended his hand.
"Hold my hand. Together, we will."
Sophia reached forward and took it.
Malik sighed.
"Damn. What a dialogue."
Mirshad didn't even turn his head.
"Brother… don't."
Malik chuckled.
"Okay, okay! Gotcha!"
Everyone laughed as the helicopters lifted into the sky.
Inside the helicopter, Rayyan leaned forward.
"Now that we're out, what's the plan, Mirshad?"
Mirshad touched the ring on his finger—the home of Sirius AI.
"Sirius, send a message to all world leaders, politicians, and business tycoons."
Sirius responded instantly.
"Yes, Boss. What is the message?"
Mirshad's voice was sharp, absolute.
> "Your leader is back. The BOSS.
Tomorrow, at the official world meeting, I'm coming.
We will have a 'chat' about our new world.
This is not a request. It's an order.
See you all tomorrow.
Signed, BOSS."
Sirius confirmed.
"Message sent."
Malik, eyes lit up.
"Damn, This is going to be legendary."
Mirshad looked at his brothers, Baba, and Jabir.
"Not just me, Baba. We six will rule this world together."
Rayyan smirked.
"Finally, time to take back what is ours."
Rayyan, feeling playful, tapped on Mirshad's ring.
Nothing happened.
He tapped again.
Still nothing.
Baba shook his head.
"Brother, are you serious? You already know Sirius only listens to him."
Rayyan shrugged.
"I was just checking if it works properly."
Baba sighed.
"Yeah, right."
Rayyan smirked.
"Sirius, how much money do we have in Boss's account?"
Sirius began counting zeros.
Rayyan listened.
The zeros didn't stop.
Rayyan's face turned pale.
"STOP! If you count any more zeros, I'll have a heart attack!"
Sirius: "The current account balance is over 100 TRILLION US DOLLARS."
Rayyan grabbed his chest.
"100 TRILLION?! No mistake, right?!"
Sirius: "Confirmed."
Rayyan shook his head.
"Brother, I think you should count the zeros yourself. It's too much for my health."
Everyone laughed.
Sophia, sitting quietly, rested her head on Mirshad's shoulder.
For the first time in decades, he felt peace.
Baba noticed and suddenly looked sad.
Mirshad understood.
Without speaking, he reached under the table and held Baba's hand.
Baba took a deep breath, nodding softly.
The helicopter landed on a massive rooftop.
Mirshad noticed multiple landing pads.
"Baba, why so many?"
Faisal smirked.
"Well, considering Boss's wealth… who knows how many helicopters you'll have in the future?"
Rayyan laughed.
"100 trillion? He might own ALL the helicopters in the world."
Mirshad smiled.
"Brother, that wealth isn't just mine—it's all of ours."
Rayyan grinned.
"Then let's have a housewarming party before we set this world on fire."
The rest of the team arrived.
A man handed Mirshad the key.
Baba: "Son, open it. Use your hand."
Mirshad shook his head.
"This is not just a palace. It's our home. The four guardians of this family should open it together."
Baba, Amir, Malik, and Rayyan stood proudly.
Together, they opened the doors.
Inside the grand hall, Mirshad stood against the wall, looking at everyone.
"Ghosts of the past… get ready. Tomorrow, we make a legendary comeback."
He turned to Malik.
"Make five masks. First, we rule from the shadows. Then, we show our faces."
Amir smirked.
"We believe in you, brother. We're ready."
Mirshad smiled.
"Before the war begins… let's enjoy our first night at home."
Because together, we are UNSTOPPABLE.