Elijah Kane sat in yet another private jet, staring at the glowing system screen that floated before him.

It displayed his current progress with unflinching clarity:

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Recruits Found: 3/10

Remaining Time: 4 days

Three down. Seven to go.

As the jet roared toward France, Elijah pinched the bridge of his nose. "You really know how to pick them, System," he muttered.

"World leaders, military generals why not just throw in a dragon for good measure?"

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"Yeah, yeah," he sighed. "Optimal impact, minimal sleep."

He closed his notebook and leaned back, letting the vibration of the engines lull him into an uneasy half-sleep.

The upcoming meetings with leaders of France, Saudi Arabia, the UAE, and Russia felt like climbing four mountains back-to-back, but he didn't have a choice.

Earth's survival depended on it.

The convoy sped through Paris' streets, the Eiffel Tower a faint silhouette against the early morning sky.

Elijah was headed to the Élysée Palace, where he'd meet the President of France, Claude Marseille, a known diplomat with a reputation for shrewd negotiation.

The palace was intimidating, its historic beauty only adding to Elijah's nerves.

As he was led into the President's office, he reminded himself to stay calm.

President Marseille stood as Elijah entered, his tailored suit immaculate.

He extended a hand, his expression polite but distant. "Mr. Kane, welcome. I understand you have something urgent to discuss."

Elijah shook his hand, matching his calm demeanor. "Thank you for meeting me, Mr. President. I'll get straight to the point i'm here because Earth is on the verge of an unprecedented event, and I need your help to prepare for it."

Marseille gestured for him to sit. "Go on."

Elijah launched into his explanation, laying out the basics of the merge and the Endless World.

Marseille listened intently, his face betraying no emotion.

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When Elijah finished, the President leaned back in his chair. "Mr. Kane, I've dealt with many people claiming to have earth-shattering revelations. Why should I believe you?"

Elijah nodded. He had expected this. "Because I can prove it," he said simply.

He raised his hand, letting the golden energy swirl around his fingers.

The temperature in the room shifted slightly, the air shimmering with power.

A glass of water on the table floated into the air, spinning gently before settling back down.

Marseille raised an eyebrow. "Impressive. But power does not equate to truth. What exactly do you want from me?"

"I need your support," Elijah said. "Your influence, your resources. The merge will affect every nation, including France. This isn't about one country it's about humanity's survival."

Marseille steepled his fingers, his expression thoughtful. "And what happens if you're wrong? If nothing happens, what then?"

"Then you've wasted a few days," Elijah said bluntly. "But if I'm right, you'll have saved millions of lives."

After a long pause, Marseille nodded. "Very well. You'll have my tentative support. But understand this, Mr. Kane if you're lying, the consequences will be severe."

Elijah stood, relief flooding through him. "Thank you, Mr. President. You won't regret this."

The desert sun beat down on Riyadh as Elijah stepped off the plane, his suit already feeling too warm.

He was escorted to a palace where he would meet King Fahd bin Ameen, the ruler of Saudi Arabia.

The King was known for his pragmatism, and Elijah knew this would be a tough sell.

The marble-lined room was opulent, its gold accents glinting in the sunlight streaming through tall windows.

King Fahd sat on an ornate chair, his expression guarded. "Mr. Kane," he said, his voice deep and steady. "You claim to bring urgent news. Speak."

Elijah bowed slightly before launching into his explanation, keeping his tone respectful but firm.

When he finished, the King regarded him silently for a moment before speaking. "This 'merge' you speak of why should I believe it will happen? There is no precedent for such a thing."

Elijah took a deep breath. "Because the signs are already here. Strange weather patterns, energy anomalies your own scientists must have noticed them."

The King frowned slightly but said nothing.

Elijah decided to up the ante.

"I can also show you," he said.

He raised his hand, letting the golden energy swirl and dance.

The King's expression didn't change, but Elijah could see the faint flicker of curiosity in his eyes.

When the demonstration ended, the King leaned forward. "You are either a prophet or a charlatan, Mr. Kane. Which are you?"

"I'm just a man trying to save the world," Elijah said quietly.

After a long silence, the King nodded. "I will give you the benefit of the doubt. But be warned I do not take kindly to deception."

Dubai was a dazzling contrast to Riyadh, its skyline glittering with skyscrapers that seemed to touch the heavens.

Elijah was driven to a towering glass building where he would meet Sheikh Zayed al-Noor, a ruler known for his forward-thinking vision.

The Sheikh greeted him warmly, his demeanor far more relaxed than Elijah expected. "Mr. Kane, welcome. I've heard you have an interesting story to tell."

Elijah smiled. "Thank you for seeing me, Sheikh Zayed. I'll get straight to it Earth is about to face an unprecedented event, and I need your help to prepare for it."

As Elijah explained the merge, he noticed the Sheikh's eyes light up with genuine curiosity.

Unlike the others, he didn't interrupt or question until Elijah finished.

"This Endless World," the Sheikh said thoughtfully. "It sounds… extraordinary. Terrifying, yes, but extraordinary."

"It is," Elijah said. "But it's also dangerous. If we're not prepared, billions could die."

The Sheikh nodded slowly. "And you believe I can help?"

"I do," Elijah said. "Your resources, your vision they're exactly what we need to build a foundation for Earth's survival."

The Sheikh smiled. "You are a persuasive man, Mr. Kane. Very well, you have my support for now. Let us see if your predictions come true."

Moscow's cold winds bit at Elijah's face as he stepped off the plane.

The meeting with Russia's President, Dimitry Volkov, would likely be the hardest yet.

Volkov was a calculating leader, known for his skepticism and distrust of outsiders.

The Kremlin was imposing, its walls a fortress that seemed to echo the personality of the man within.

Elijah was led into a cavernous room where Volkov waited, his piercing eyes studying Elijah like a hawk watching its prey.

"Mr. Kane," Volkov said, his voice clipped. "You have ten minutes. Speak."

Elijah didn't waste time.

He launched into his explanation, keeping his tone steady despite Volkov's intimidating presence.

When he finished, the President leaned back in his chair, his expression unreadable. "You expect me to believe this… fantasy?"

"It's not a fantasy," Elijah said. "It's the truth. And I can prove it."

He demonstrated his powers, lifting a heavy chair with a flick of his wrist. Volkov's eyes narrowed, but he didn't speak.

When the demonstration ended, Volkov stood, his hands clasped behind his back. "Power is one thing, Mr. Kane. Trust is another. Why should I trust you?"

"Because I'm not asking for blind trust," Elijah said. "I'm asking for the chance to prove myself. If nothing happens, you lose nothing. But if I'm right, you'll have saved millions of lives."

Volkov was silent for a long moment. Then he nodded. "Very well. You have your chance. But know this I do not tolerate failure."

As Elijah boarded his final plane of the day, exhaustion threatened to overtake him.

But when the system screen appeared, displaying his updated progress, he couldn't help but smile.

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Recruits Found: 7/10

Remaining Time: 2 days

"Seven down," he whispered. "Three to go."