Mark "Russian Slayer" stood at the pinnacle of the world. Russia, once a great threat, was now nothing more than a wasteland. There were no living Russians left—only a few mutants and child slaves, lost in misery, remained to tell the tale of their fall.

Mark gazed at the map of Europe. His grip on the continent was absolute. The last pockets of resistance were crushed, and the remaining Russian slaves knew their fate: nothing but chains in a new world order.

Zelenskyo stood beside him, nodding in satisfaction. "The Russians are finished, Mark. There’s no one left to resist. Their children serve us now, just as you said."

Mark nodded, his eyes cold. "This was just the beginning, Zelenskyo. Russia was a stepping stone, a warning to the world of what happens when you defy us."

He turned to a new map—a world map. "It’s time for the next phase. No more limits to Europe. The whole world will fall in line, just as Russia did."

Zelenskyo raised an eyebrow. "What’s next?"

Mark grinned. "The WEF. Schwab thinks he controls humanity's future with his talk of sustainability and equality." He chuckled. "But his vision is weak. We’ll take what he’s built and reshape the world in our image. Every country, every citizen, will bow."

Zelenskyo nodded, seeing the plan. "No more suggestions, no more goals," Mark continued. "From now on, the world will obey, or they will not live."

Mark turned to his loyal follower. "It’s time, Zelenskyo. Let the world know—we are coming for them. Russia was only the beginning."

And so began the next phase of Mark’s plan. Where Russia fell by force, the rest of the world would fall to the iron rule of the new WEF regime. No nation, no citizen, would escape.