“The Alpha King Returns: Part II – Praetorian”
By Patrick Bateman
GQ Special Report, 2026
Interior – Mar-a-Lago, 2:43 a.m.
The interview had ended hours ago. But I couldn’t sleep. Trump’s words echoed through the hallway like Gregorian chants warped through a military radio. Outside, the palms rustled in a synthetic Florida breeze, guarded by former Blackwater operatives in matte-black armor.
He had summoned me again.
I found him in the Imperator’s Room — that’s what the guards called it now. Inside, the chandeliers had been replaced with red LED lighting. A glass desk glowed softly under his gold-plated busts of Caesar, Putin, and himself. On the wall, a massive oil painting: Trump as Mars, the Roman god of war, astride a horse of fire.
He didn’t look up when I entered.
TRUMP:
“You think this is just politics, Bateman? This is metaphysics.”
BATEMAN:
“You don’t want a comeback. You want a coronation.”
TRUMP:
“I already won. History just hasn’t caught up yet.”
He stood and walked to a vault, pressing his hand to a biometric scanner. The wall slid open with a pneumatic hiss. Inside: not gold, not guns — but uniforms. Jet black. Military-cut. Each stitched with a red ‘T’ over the heart.
TRUMP:
“I’m forming something stronger than a cabinet. Something older than a party.”
He handed me a uniform.
TRUMP (cont’d):
“The Praetorian Guard. You’ll be among the first. I want thinkers, killers, believers. Men without apology. Men who still understand dominance.”
I ran my hand across the fabric. It felt like sharkskin. My breath slowed.
Interior – Bateman’s Penthouse, New York – Days Later
I stare at the uniform on my rack. Next to it, my Armani suit hangs like a relic. The world outside protests. Chants. Diversity. Feelings.
But in the silence of this room, I see the future.
Not ruled by reason.
Not shaped by compromise.
But commanded by force.
Final Journal Entry – P. Bateman
“He offered me power not because I deserved it, but because I understood it. No more masks. No more feelings. Only loyalty and order. The Praetorian Guard rises. Not to protect democracy, but to protect the man who overthrew it.”
“I said yes.”
Well, we have to end apartheid for one. And slow down the nuclear arms race, stop terrorism and world hunger. We have to provide food and shelter for the homeless, and oppose racial discrimination and promote civil rights, while also promoting equal rights for women. We have to encourage a return to traditional moral values. Most importantly, we have to promote general social concern and less materialism in young people.