Super Template System In Marvel and Beyond-Chapter 289: Meeting World Leaders II

As the surge of spiritual pressure gradually subsided, the air around the broadcast returned to a controlled calm. Aizen stepped back, his Hōgyoku-enhanced form vanishing beneath a blink of light, replaced once again by the composed, immaculate figure in white robes.

He sat down slowly on a floating obsidian seat that formed behind him—graceful, imperial. Behind him, the Unity emblem shimmered. The Ten Rings rotated slowly in a vertical circle above his head, like a crown of celestial power.

Aizen’s voice now held that chilling calm once more.

"Now... any questions?"

There was a beat of stunned silence.

Then—

Rashtrapati Bhavan, India –

Prime Minister Chandra’s projection flickered to life. She leaned forward.

"What measures will be taken to ensure fairness in these trials? What prevents powerful organizations or underground groups from interfering or cheating?"

Aizen nodded politely.

"Each trial will occur at a hidden, protected site—guarded by both technology and magic. Surveillance will be handled by Project Unity, with oversight from both Wakandan AI and Kamar-Taj sentinels."

"Tampering will not go unnoticed. And punishment will be absolute."

White House Situation Room –

The U.S. President leaned forward, stern.

"You say no one may interfere. But what if someone with evil intent wins one of these rings? What safeguards exist?"

Aizen didn’t blink.

"Only one with absolute control over body, mind, spirit, and will can complete the Ascension Trials. A brute cannot brute-force them. A madman cannot deceive them. The trials themselves will reject the unworthy. These Rings are not just power—they are resonance."

Zhongnanhai, China –

The Defense Minister spoke through gritted teeth.

"This system was built outside any sovereign oversight. Who gave you the right to control a global process? Who oversees you?"

Aizen raised an eyebrow, the ghost of a smirk appearing again.

"If you must ask who oversees power... you have already lost the right to wield it."

A hush rippled across the feeds.

10 Downing Street, UK –

The Prime Minister’s projection flickered on.

"How long will these trials take? And when will they begin?"

Shuri stepped into view now, from behind Aizen.

"The first trials begin in one week. They will run in ten phases over a period of six months. After that, the Ten Lords of Earth will rise."

Global Media Pool –

A reporter, appearing frazzled but determined, spoke from a worldwide news relay node.

"Will candidates be televised? Can the public follow these trials?"

Tony’s projection popped in beside Aizen, sipping from a coffee.

"Yes. That’s half the point. You want the world to trust the Ten Lords? Let them see who earns it. Full media integration. Nothing will be hidden."

Back in Unity Tower —

Aizen folded his hands again, gaze sweeping over the digital sea of leaders and faces.

"You may fear change. That is natural. But know this: the Ten Rings returned to Earth not by chance, but by will. They are not humanity’s doom. They are humanity’s test."

"Let those worthy... rise."

" We will now end the broadcast so if any one have any more question please ask" Aizen said as he looked into the camera as well as the prjection of World leaders.

A French diplomat spoke up first.

"Mister Aizen, what happens to those who fail the Trials? Will they face death?"

Aizen answered plainly, without hesitation.

"No. Most will simply be disqualified. But in later phases... those who forcefully challenge the trials may find their bodies broken. You do not risk death unless you tempt it."

"Failure is not fatal. Arrogance is."

MOSCOW, KREMLIN – RUSSIA

The Russian Prime Minister leaned forward on his desk, voice low and direct.

"Can a person with a military background participate? Or are only mystics and superheroes allowed?"

This time it was Tony Stark who responded, his projection reappearing beside Aizen with a familiar smirk.

"If you’ve got a working spine, a halfway-decent moral compass, and enough will to push through physical and mental hell... then yes, even you can qualify."

"But don’t expect a gun or a medal to save you when your soul gets judged."

GLOBAL SOUTH MEDIA POOL – BRAZIL, SOUTH AFRICA, VIETNAM

A South African reporter raised a pointed concern:

"What about individuals from rural or underprivileged regions with no access to advanced tech? How will they apply or reach the Trial zones?"

Shuri stepped forward for this one.

"We’ve established Unity Hubs on all six continents, each with equal access registration, remote guidance, and teleportation conduits. Wakanda will cover transport for all verified applicants, regardless of background or origin."

"This is not about where you were born. It’s about who you are."

GOVERNMENT OF JAPAN – TOKYO

The Minister of State for Special Affairs, cautious but respectful, spoke through translation:

"What happens after the Ten Rings are distributed? Who holds them accountable?"

Aizen’s voice dropped slightly in tone—a glimmer of something colder beneath.

"Once chosen, the Ten Lords are bound to the Unity Accord. If one falls, the ring returns to the Tower. If one betrays humanity, they will not face courts or tribunals."

"They will face me."

That was enough to silence the room again.

CANADIAN PARLIAMENT – OTTAWA

A member of parliament asked gently:

"Can children apply? What about teenagers?"

Bruce Banner now appeared, his tone calm and scientific.

"There’s a minimum age: sixteen. The Trials will push applicants to their mental, physical, and metaphysical limits. Children will not be permitted. This isn’t a playground."

"We’ve already had to reject several... enthusiastic young candidates."

SAUDI ARABIA HQ

A delegate raised a question from the cultural standpoint:

"What if the Ten Lords begin to contradict or defy national laws, traditions, or faith?"

Aizen didn’t blink.

"They are not bound by any law but Unity’s code. They are answerable only to the people of Earth—and the ideals that guide them."

"If a Lord of the Rings becomes a tyrant, the others will bring them down. If they all fail, I will bring them down."

A moment passed. A camera zoomed in.

"This is the closest thing humanity will ever have to living gods. But remember—they are still human. Chosen... not made."

FINAL GLOBAL QUESTION – A YOUNG FEMALE REPORTER FROM INDIA

A girl, barely older than twenty, stood in front of a crowded broadcast center, mic trembling slightly in her hand.

"Do you... do you believe the world deserves heroes like this?"

The feed went quiet.

Everyone watched as Aizen looked up slightly... his violet eyes softening just a fraction.

"No."

"Its not they deserve it , its what we need."

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