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On Libya's western coastal road, at a secluded port, a ship carrying ten trucks and Satan's team slowly sailed away, vanishing into the horizon.

Ram lounged by the deck's edge, watching Satan and Jaleena Khalaf Al-Naas stand shoulder-to-shoulder at the railing. The sight felt oddly soothing, easing the raw edge of war's toll on him. He couldn't quite describe it, but it warmed him. Grinning, he thought, Women really are the best medicine for war's wounds. This leave, I'm hitting De Wallen hard.

(P.S.: De Wallen, Amsterdam's largest and most famous red-light district, is a major tourist spot. Houses with red neon lights signal sex workers offering services.)

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The day after Satan's team left Libya, October 25, 2011, Libya's new ruling authority, the National Transitional Council (NTC), announced the deaths of Muammar Gaddafi and his fifth son, Mutassim.

Their bodies were taken to Tripoli, not buried per Islamic custom but displayed in a meat freezer for public viewing. Labels on their toes branded Gaddafi a "tyrant" and "dictator," Mutassim a "complice" and "executioner."

A week later, Gaddafi's body was secretly buried deep in the Libyan desert, with no tombstone to avoid it becoming a shrine or target. The funeral, attended only by a few tribal leaders and religious figures, had just four witnesses, all swearing on the Quran to never reveal the site.

Egyptian media reported that former Egyptian President Mubarak, Gaddafi's friend, saw the news of his death in a hospital and wept uncontrollably, fainting. Sources said, "Without timely medical intervention and sedatives, Mubarak's heart might've stopped."

The NTC's justice official declared that praising Gaddafi, his regime, or Mutassim's actions was a crime, punishable by imprisonment. Spreading rumors or propaganda endangering the state could lead to life sentences, and during wartime, undermining military morale was also criminalized.

So an era ended.

Many Libyans believed better days were coming. They were wrong.

Post-Gaddafi, without a strongman ruler, Libya descended into unprecedented tribal and factional chaos. Democracy found no fertile ground, plunging the nation into prolonged turmoil. Under Gaddafi, Libya's per capita GDP was $29,000; by 2025, it was $11,000, living standards halved. Free healthcare vanished—2.5 million Libyans now needed medical subsidies. Free education ended—600 schools closed, leaving 270,000 youths without access.

Libyans toppled a despised tyrant but, by 2024, had found no better leader. The nation regressed, mired in chaos and tribal conflicts.

A bizarre example: in 2017, a pet monkey in Zawiya pulled off a girl's veil, sparking a deadly clash between two tribes. They fought with fists, then tanks and armored vehicles, resulting in 30 deaths and over 100 injuries.

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Baghdad, Iraq.

Martin lounged in a warehouse, admiring the treasures Satan's team had seized from Gaddafi. Beyond 40 crates of gold, antiques, and artwork, there were items reflecting Gaddafi's personal taste:

Two long Arabian scimitars with pure gold hilts and blades forged from South Indian Wootz steel, their surfaces rippling with wave-like patterns, exquisitely beautiful. A full set of pure gold and silver tableware, not just costly but intricately engraved by a master's hand, highly collectible. An ivory dagger encrusted with gold and gems, its hilt, blade, and sheath all carved from ivory, paired with an ivory stand on a premium rosewood base, flanked by two ivory tiger carvings, each standing on four clouds, with gold connecting the stand and base.

(P.S.: In the original timeline, this dagger was looted by a rebel, sold to a European collector for $4.6 million, and resold in 2016 to an Arab oil tycoon for $11 million.)

There were also gold, ivory, and rhino horn ornaments—mostly tiger, lion, deer, and elephant heads. Gaddafi had a thing for animal motifs.

Martin's favorite was a 9mm Browning M1935 pistol from Belgium's FN Herstal, its grip inlaid with ivory, metal parts gold-plated, and engraved with intricate patterns, stunningly refined.

In the original timeline, this golden pistol was found by Mohammed Ibbie, a 17-year-old rebel from Misrata. As it surfaced shortly after Gaddafi's death, some assumed Ibbie killed him, making him a rebel hero. Ibbie insisted he only found the pistol, unrelated to Gaddafi's death. Western media hype brought him death threats, but local protection kept him safe.

Another rebel, Omar al-Saban, who witnessed Ibbie finding the pistol, wasn't so lucky. In 2012, while on a mission in Bani Walid, Gaddafi loyalists recognized him. Captured and tortured for his supposed role in Gaddafi's death, Saban died in a hospital.