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Chapter 39
by IsabellaReyes
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[Serpent Queen] Isabella addresses the Oligarchs
Isabella now cast her gaze around the Plaza, directing her words to the economic elites, the ones that could afford the exorbitant prices for a front row seat to power. She might not be able to recognise them, but she knew with certainty that many at Carlos' party would be present here as well. The memory sent a thrill down her spine, an animal lust that even the somber occasion cannot restrain.
“To the architects of Montesoro’s prosperity, the stewards of her wealth, I see before me not only the power brokers of this nation but the visionaries who ensure her future. You have long stood above the fray, shaping Montesoro with the courage to embrace ambition and the boldness to lead when others falter. It is to you I now speak, with admiration and trust.”
Isabella’s lips curved into a faint smile, her words silken yet laced with conviction. “My father, for all his strength, understood this truth: nature is the ultimate ruler. It is the strong who rise, the brave who thrive, the cunning who lead. And in this great jungle of ambition, you have proven yourselves predators, not prey. I have seen this, felt it in the fervor of your vision. It is a vision I share—a Montesoro where those who rise above are unshackled, where the weak-willed do not weigh us down.”
She held her arms open, as if allowing them the privilege to see her body. “I have walked your halls, seen under your masks. I understand the truth you embrace: nature does not favor fairness but strength. And together, we will ensure that Montesoro rises, not as a fractured nation but as one, ruled by order, by clarity, by those capable of bearing the weight of power.”
“The world watches Montesoro, an unpolished jewel at the center of the world, and they wonder at her future. I tell you this: that future is in our hands. Yours and mine. And I will not allow weakness to erode what we are building. Together, we will shape Montesoro into a nation not of mediocrity but of excellence!"
She did not notice, but below her Carlos began clapping fervently, a grin stretching his face, embracing her into his herd.
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El Presidente
The Dictator is dead. Long live the Dictator!
In the fictional South American country of Montesoro, a brutal dictatorship has reigned for decades. Julián Reyes, born into poverty, rose through the military ranks and seized power in a 1960 coup, establishing a regime marked by , oppression, and a cult of personality. During a routine inspection of a military outpost, he was assassinated by communist guerillas. Now, Isabella struggles with both her father’s legacy and the future of Montesoro, as the country remains a land of deep divides, political tension, and fear under authoritarian rule. Will she sacrifice anything to garner enough power and fulfil her vision of Montesoro? Or will she become a powerless puppet as the country tears itself apart?
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