Sinj: Another Knight

[Scene: A darkened war room lit only by flickering monitors. Solid Snake stands alone, transmission linked to the UN Security Council, G7, IMF, and World Bank. His gravelly voice cuts through the silence.]

Solid Snake (voice calm, steady):
World leaders... Presidents… Prime Ministers… CEOs…
You’ve heard my voice on the battlefield.
Now hear me in the silence.

Solid Snake bows his head.

“Our Father, who art in heaven,
Hallowed be Thy name.
Thy kingdom come, Thy will be done,
On Earth as it is in Heaven.”

Your empires stretch across this Earth, but your hearts are far from heaven.

“Give us this day our daily bread…”

There are people out there—entire nations—who can’t afford bread.
While banks eat interest and vultures circle sovereign debt.

“And forgive us our debts,
As we forgive our debtors.”

He raises his head, eyes sharp.

Forgive. The word you're afraid of.
Not out of mercy, but because forgiveness breaks control.
You’ve weaponized debt like it was C4.
Crushed countries under the weight of interest.
Turned children into collateral damage.

“Lead us not into temptation…”

The temptation of greed.
The temptation to own, control, dominate.
To privatize life itself—air, water, even hope.

“But deliver us from evil.”

Evil isn’t a man in a mask. It’s the cold, quiet system you protect.
But deliverance is still possible.

Snake takes a deep breath.

I’ve fought metal monstrosities, genetic nightmares, and digital ghosts.
But this—this is the final mission.

He slams a fist on the desk.

Cancel the debts.
Liberate the poor.
Let justice roll down like a river.

“For Thine is the kingdom,
And the power,
And the glory, forever.”

Not yours. Not the IMF's. Not the corporations’.
But God's.

This transmission ends…
but your decision echoes forever.

[Transmission ends.]