"My people...

“My people,” she began, “Today, Montesoro buries my father. But Julián Reyes was not just my father—he was your Presidente, your protector, your shield against the chaos that threatens to destroy us.”

The crowd murmured, their emotions mixed. Some wept openly, while others watched with guarded suspicion, their faces hardened by years of fear and resentment.

"My father was not a man easily understood, nor was he one to be forgotten. He was a ****—a storm that carved a path through the very heart of this country. He was born in the slums of Valverde, where hope was a rare commodity, and survival was a daily battle. He knew hardship better than any of us could imagine, and it was from that soil of struggle that he grew, determined to change the fate of his people. He built this nation with his own hands, with his blood and his sweat. He didn’t merely rise to power; he seized it. He took a broken nation and gave it strength, carved order from chaos, lifted it from the ashes of despair, and in doing so, he gave Montesoro its pride, its purpose."

Isabella paused, hands clenched in tight fists before her.

"Under his reign, the dark days of poverty were replaced with new roads, new projects, new opportunities. The mountains trembled with the roar of industry, the cities sang with the hum of progress, and we were given a vision of something greater. My father’s vision. He saw Montesoro not as it was, but as it could be. His hands were firm, his will unbreakable, his eyes always fixed on the horizon, always seeking a future where we could stand shoulder to shoulder with the great nations of the world."

Isabella's voice dropped, allowing a tinge of sadness to enter her voice.

"Today, as we lay him to rest, we do not simply mourn the loss of a man. We mourn the loss of a titan—a man whose legacy will continue to echo through the heart of this nation. He was my father just as much as he was Montesoro's. His vision lives on in each of us, in every corner of this nation, in every valley, every city, from the deepest depth of the jungle to the furthest shores of the sea. His body shall be laid to rest, but his spirit will forever be with us.”