บท 1298: The World Council

"The meeting shall begin. All councilors, please take a seat and let us deliberate on how to move forward with this proposition." A sturdy male voice spoke, causing the room to become silent.

The chamber was quite large, reminiscent of the old United Nations General Assembly Hall, but with an air of dominance and oppression absent from its predecessor. After all, the UN was never known for being strong, just very loud and annoying.

In the center was a massive circular table, its sleek black surface reflecting the faint golden light of the fancy chandelier above. Around the table were nine imposing seats, each uniquely crafted to suit its occupant, showcasing their unparalleled authority over the current world.