Iraq, 1990. The desert wind whispered through the ruins of abandoned palaces. A convoy of blacked-out jeeps raced through the night, their destination cloaked in silence. Inside the lead vehicle sat General Khaleed, Saddam Hussein's right-hand enforcer.
Next to him sat Vekom's clone, dressed like a mercenary, silent, observing.
They pulled up to a heavily guarded compound buried beneath sand and concrete — a place known to only a handful of men. In its center: a private hangar. And inside that hangar stood a cargo plane. Packed tight with drones, prototype rifles, and anti-air systems that did not exist on any manifest.
General Khaleed lit a cigar. "The Americans will not believe we have these."
The clone smiled faintly. "They won't. Until it's too late."
Transaction Complete.Client: Saddam Hussein (Black Ops Channel)Amount Received: $180M USDSystem Funds: $32.6BSystem Expansion: New Regional Armory Unlocked – Middle East Hub Operational.
The arms Vekom delivered weren't just guns.
They were war-starters.
In Colombia, the chaos continued. With Escobar dead, every scavenger, killer, and former sicario tried to take the throne. But none could hold it.
Why?
Because Vekom wouldn't let them.
He fed weapons to one gang, then sold intel to their enemies. He sparked wars that raged through city blocks, then sold cleanup crews and mercenaries to secure the aftermath.
He had created a market of blood.
And blood flowed upward, back into his hands.
Clone Report – Medellín Vault Finalized.Assets Recovered: $5.4B in Bonds, $2.1B in Cocaine Trade Routes, 320KG of Gold Bullion.Additional Clone Deployed to Argentina for Asset Conversion.System Profit Margin Now +4800% since First Sale.
Atop a rooftop safehouse, Vekom — the real Vekom — finally emerged from isolation. For months, he had only operated through his clones. But now, things were different.
Now, he was untouchable.
Clones operated in Colombia, Iraq, Brazil, Mexico, and the U.S.
But only he controlled the flow.
In Washington D.C., something stirred.
Not just the White House. Not just the CIA.
Something darker.
A private contractor with no official title sent a message through an encrypted line. A voice-only signal bounced across the globe until it reached a ghost mailbox in a part of the dark web that didn't officially exist.
The message was simple:
"We know someone's selling weapons that don't exist. We don't want to stop you. We want in."
Attached was a coded account — untraceable, filled with $500 million in pre-cleared funds.
There was no flag. No name. Just a sigil: a black hawk with a missing wing.
New Contact Identified – "Operative Omega."Status: Unknown Allegiance. Suspected Deep State or PMC Leader.Request Pending: Experimental Weapons, Biochemical Systems, Clone Training.
Vekom didn't respond.
He simply sent a clone to meet the voice.
That same night, as another deal was finalized, the system pulsed again. This time, not with a transaction. But with a question.
System Milestone Achieved.Dominance Confirmed in Local Zone: Colombia, South America.Satellite Armory Network Complete.
Would you like to activate Global Expansion Protocol?
Warning: This will trigger systemic response from major world powers.Benefits: Access to Nuclear Assets, Orbital Weapons, Dimensional Market.
Vekom stared at the prompt.
He had built from $2,000 in street reward money to commanding an empire larger than most nations. He had survived betrayal, war, espionage. He had started with pistols and moved entire arsenals across oceans in silence.
And yet, it wasn't enough.
Not yet.
He clicked YES.
Global Expansion Protocol Activated.New Missions Unlocked.Target Regions: Eastern Europe, Southeast Asia, Africa, U.S. Military Industrial Complex.New Feature: Clone Assimilation – Ability to Override Individuals & Implant Direct Control.System Evolution Pathway Unlocked: "Dominus Bellum – The Lord of War."
In the quiet shadows of Baghdad, Saddam smiled as he opened crates containing stealth drones the world had never seen.
In Medellín, Vekom's clones planted flags in every abandoned warehouse once owned by the cartel, turning them into armories.