While the five members of NOX AEGIS were still frozen in silence, each trying stringing piece events that are felt impossible , one by one pieces the truth begins to be revealed .

  Tokyo is not just a field combat .

  Tokyo is stage illusion .

  Explosion vehicles in the center city , cosplayer chaos , movement Obsidian troops , the appearance of the legion leaders on the screen giants — all of them just curtain diverter attention .

  While Alpha, Eagle, Wolf , Ghost , and Hammer are busy securing Prime Minister Van Arzello Anim, elsewhere , a trap lonely currently executed with precision perfect .

  INTERNATIONAL SCHOOL AT THE FOOT OF MOUNT FUJI

  At that time, the atmosphere school The international venue where Hana participated in the cross- country discussion program looked peaceful .

  The sky is clear .

  Wind mountain blowing slow .

  The students sat in a circle , discussing about issue global environment , the same completely unaware? that A tragedy big currently lurking from shadow .

  Hana sat between his friends , holding tablets, focused explain his views on work The same between countries in disaster mitigation .

  Her face calm .

  Her smile gentle .

  No? the slightest hunch that that day will be the day final his freedom .

  In the distance , a man standing behind? line vehicle service .

  His body tall .

  His posture sturdy .

  Her face friendly , full authority .

  He wearing suit black neat with emblem pin statehood small on her left chest .

  Its name: EIRAN VORTEX

  Obsidian Code: "Mirage"

  Specialists : Manipulation , disguise , and infiltration psychological .

  He is a member of the Obsidian elite known for capable penetrate system security state level with just a face friendly and perfectly spoken .?

  THE PERFECT APPROACH

  Eiran stepped into the discussion area with strides . relaxed , as if it were part of from group officials .

  Some teachers turned their heads .

  Seeing the pin and ID on his chest , they direct give road .

  Without obstacle .

  Without suspicion .

  Eiran stops right next to Hana.

  With a faint smile , he bow a little politely .

  "Good afternoon , Miss Hana."

  Hana turned her head .

  Surprised .

  “Yes? Sorry, who are you?”

  Eiran issued card identity quickly , showing? symbol the statehood that was made was very perfect .

  “I am staff Prime Minister Van Arzello Anim's special expert . My name is Eiran.”

  In an instant , Hana's face changed .

  Is Van in Tokyo?”

  “That's right,” Eiran answered softly . " He currently on a visit statehood suddenly . Currently the condition of the city not enough stable Because incident the explosion this afternoon .”

  Hana stands up spontaneous .

  “ Explosion ? Is Brother Van okay ?”

  " He “ It’s safe . Very safe ,” Eiran replied calmly . “ In fact, because of that, he order I pick you up.”

  “ Pick up ?”

  “Yes. For your safety . The Prime Minister wants meet directly . There is a location safe that has been prepared .”

  Eiran's tone was warm .

  His eyes are full belief .

  No? gap doubt .

  Hana hesitated for a moment .

  “But… I didn’t get it . message whatever ."

  " Network communication currently limited . In order to prevent wiretapping . You certainly know this procedure .”

  Hana was silent .

  The name Van.

  symbol .

  Protocol language .

  Everything looks legit .

  He turned to his friends .

  "I'll take a moment . I have some business to attend to . urge ."

  A number of his friend nod .

  No one suspected anything .

  There 's nothing holding back .

  STEPS TOWARDS THE TRAP

  They walked towards the VIP parking area .

  A black sedan luxurious been waiting, machine light up .

  Driver wearing suit neat .

  Back door open automatic .

  “Please, Miss.”

  When Hana was about to enter, he had time ask softly .

  “ Where is the location ?”

  “Not far from here . Safe area near airport military .”

  Hana nodded .

  So door closed -

  System lock magnetic direct active .

  Click.

  The soft voice was barely audible .

  The car is moving slowly .

  Hana still Not yet aware .

  But five minutes then , a strange feeling began to creep up in his chest .

  The route they took go through No going to center city .

  The car actually move away , penetrate track mountains .

  “Sorry… this is not direction to central Tokyo , right ?”

  Eiran smiled small .

  “ Security route alternative .”

  “Why towards airport ?"

  “ Evacuation emergency .”

  The tone of her voice Still gentle .

  Too gentle .

  And precisely that's what made Hana start to feel cold .

  He try open his cell phone .

  No? signal .

  Even network the satellite died .

  “ Connection is lost …"

  “ Protocol security ,” Eiran replied flatly .

  Hana turned her head fast .

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  Gaze The man is different now .

  No longer friendly .

  No longer friendly .

  There is something cold , empty , and dangerous behind his eyes .

  Hana 's heart beat faster .

  “We… are really in a safe place , right ?”

  Eiran turned his head slowly .

  Her smile is lost .

  The remaining just face original Obsidian.

  “The safest place in the world, Miss Hana.”

  "Where's that?"

  “In hell .”

  In an instant , the needle inject pressing Hana's neck .

  Clear liquid flowing into the blood vessels his blood .

  Hana tries oppose .

  His hands lifted .

  But his body weaken .

  His vision blurry .

  The sound of the world fades away .

  Before completely losing consciousness , one sentence final heard faint in his ears :

  " Accept Thank you for believing in us.”

  CLOSING SCENE

  The black sedan sped off going to airport confidential military .

  A aircraft without identity been waiting.

  During? not enough from one hour-

  Hana has leave Japanese territory .

  Without footsteps .

  Without witness .

  Without signal .

  And without no one at NOX AEGIS realized that war biggest in life they have just started .

  During state events prime minister After that , Van Arzello Anim doesn't want to throw away even a second of time . With a heart filled with longing and hope , he order the driver to drive immediately going to nearby schools? Mount Fuji— the place where Hana was waiting for him . In his pocket. his jacket , a box small containing ring engagement Keep going He handheld tightly , as if Afraid his hopes evaporate together wind .

  " Speed maximum . Don't mind whatever ,” he ordered short , but firm .

  Throughout journey , his thoughts filled shadow Hana's face . Her smile . Her laughter. The way she bow down embarrassed every time Van holds his hands . Today, all will changed . He will propose to her . Tie the future they are in one unwavering promise .?

  However?? car enter area school , premonition bad direct hit his chest .

  Field looks quiet . Atmosphere too quiet for its size a place that has just become a center security level high . And in the distance , he see five figures that are so He know —Arman, Mahendra, Arga , Reza, and Fikri— standing stuck . Nothing smile , nothing alertness . What is visible is only the expression fatigue , shock , and emptiness .

  The van is down from car with steps quickly . “What happened ?” he asked , his voice Still under control , even though his chest started to feel congested .

  No? answer .

  Arman stared land . Mahendra turned away face . Reza and Fikri stood stiff , while Arga clench hand so hard up to the knuckles whitening .

  Van stepped closer . “Arman. Mahendra. Answer me.” His voice began to tremble .

  Still nothing answer .

  Anger, confusion , and fear mixed together . “What happened ?!” he snapped . finally , his voice echoing among? building quiet school .?

  Silence.

  A number of second passed , it felt like eternity .

  Then Arga step forward . His face hard , his jaw close strong , as if every word that would come out was new wounds that must be He tear yourself apart.

  “Excuse me, Mr. Prime Minister…” his voice trailed off. heavy , full pressure . “We… failed .”

  Van stiffened . “ Failed … what ?”

  Arga close eye for a moment , then open it back . There, raging burning anger , guilt , and revenge .

  “Hana… has brought go . Obsidian Legion.”

  Van's world collapses instantly .

  The words hit him much louder? than any explosion . His breath choked , his steps shaky . The ring box in his hand came loose and fell to the ground , bouncing slow before stop between? dust .

  “Hana…” he whispered barely audible .?

  His legs lost energy . His body dizzy , and before had time touch land , Arman and Mahendra have moved reflex , support body friend they .

  “Van!” Mahendra exclaimed .

  But Van no longer hears whatever . His awareness let go , sink into darkness , abandon faces his best friend who was frozen in guilt and anger .

  Arman hugged Van's shoulders tightly , his eyes blushing . “Sorry… it’s our fault…”

  Mahendra gritted his teeth teeth . His hands shaking , not Because afraid , but rather Because suppressed anger? desperately . “I swear … Obsidian will pay for all this.”

  Reza and Fikri stood on the side they were silent , their chests felt heavy . They all knew—from that moment on, there was no road return . This is no longer just a thing mission . This has been turned into a personal war .

  Temporary Arga stand frozen , staring at? gray Tokyo sky . Inside his chest , two wounds big pulsating simultaneously : Melissa who is lying down between life and death , and now Hana is the one who is snatched in front eye they .

  In his heart , one promise engraved with blood and fire :

  Obsidian Legion will destroyed .

  Van was immediately rushed to the hospital nearest . Siren ambulance roaring penetrate hustle and bustle Tokyo city , breaking the panic that had just been created . Arman and Mahendra sat on the side right - left Van, holding his shoulder tightly , as if Afraid If release just a little , friend they will be completely lost .

  In a moving vehicle that fast , there is no Not a single sound . Only heavy breathing , pulse a racing heart , and a racing mind .

  Suddenly -?

  BEEP.

  Watch on the wrist hand Arga on . Yellow light pulsating slow .

  Arga reflex looking down , looking up screen That little one . His eyes narrowed .

  “Rapid…” he whispered .

  Signal emergency from Los Angeles.

  A number of second passed .

  So-

  BEEP—BEEP—BEEP!

  The light changed red light up .

  Arga 's Eyes wide-eyed .

  Her face pale , blood as if disappear from her face . Her breath stuck .

  “No…” his voice shaking . “No… no… no…”

  Arman directly turned around . “ Arga ? What’s wrong ?”

  Arga didn't answer. His hands shaking violently while reading codes the last one that appears on the watch screen . The signal red . Death code . Protocol end .

  He swallow spit with difficulty sucks .

  “ Obsidi —” his voice broken . “ Obsid … is moving .”

  Mahendra directly understand . His face tense . “Los Angeles?”

  Arga nod slow , almost invisible.

  “Rapid…” Arga fall silent a number of seconds , as if try gather the courage to continue . “Melisa’s father… Rapid’s mother … and… Melisa.”

  last word came out like that softly , almost inaudible .?

  However the impact felt like an explosion .

  Air inside the ambulance as if freeze .

  Arman froze in place.

  Mahendra closed eye loudly .

  Reza and Fikri are each other look , face they pale pass .

  And Arga—

  He bowed deeply, his shoulders shaking violently.

  A number of second then , his fist hit wall ambulance loudly .?

  DUG!

  Very .

  DUG!

  Twice.

  DUG!

  Three times.

  Until the blood starts to flow from his knuckles .

  “AARRGHHHHH!!!”

  Scream Arga echoing in the room that narrow , full anger , sorrow , and destruction .

  Her tears fall without Can He stand .

  “Why…” his voice vibrate . “Why always late …"

  He bowing , gripping his own head .

  “Melisa…” he whispered . “I promise will protect you … i promise will back … but I—”

  His words stopped . Her crying broken .

  Reza immediately hugged his shoulder tight . “ Arga … calm down … take a breath…”

  Fikri came closer , holding back hand Arga so as not to continue hurt himself . “ Listen to me! This is not your fault !”

  However Arga shake your head hard .

  “Rapid… that boy …” he breathed. panting . “He just want to his mother recovered… she only want to normal life … and now…”

  Arga's Voice lost , drowning in sobs .

  Arman closed his eyes eye . His chest is tight . He knows exactly how it feels like lost . But this… is too much too much . Too much cruel .

  Mahendra stared ahead , his jaw clenched . hardened , veins his neck tense .

  “ Obsidi —” his voice cold , almost without emotions . “ has beyond the limit."

  Fikri nodded slowly . " They slaughtered the family. They kidnapped Hana. They shoot Melisa. They provoke We ."

  Reza clenched his fists hand . “This is no longer a problem mission . This has become a war .”

  Arman opened eyes , staring Arga sobbed in Reza and Fikri's arms . Then he turned to Mahendra.

  View they meet .

  No need for words.

  One decision has born .

  “ Obsidi —” said Arman slowly , but full pressure . “ must destroyed . As soon as possible .”

  Mahendra nodded . “ Without compromise .”

  Outside the ambulance , the siren Keep going roaring . Lights Tokyo city passes by fast , as if the world was still running normally, regardless of the destruction that was taking place hit hearts of five soldiers the elite .

  But inside the vehicle , one matter has changed forever .

  That day, it wasn't just Hana who was taken away .

  It wasn't just Melisa, Rapid and their family who were killed .

  That day, twelve pity Lastly , Nox Aegis also died .

  And since then, all that remains is just One objective :

  Removed Obsidian Legion from advance earth .

  When the ambulance stopped in front of the hospital , the staff medical direct move fast . The van was brought into the room emergency emergency , while Arman, Mahendra, Arga , Reza, and Fikri were stuck outside, standing stiff in the cold , sterile hallway .

  Room door operation closed slowly .

  Light red light up .

  Silence fall .

  No one spoke . Only sound . step the rush of the nurses and the ticking of the clock on the wall that was felt so hard .

  A number of minute passed in silence.

  Until Mahendra finally break silence .

  “ Arga .”

  Arga lift his face was wet with tears . His eyes were red , empty , and full feud .

  “The time you gave to Rapid… what time was it ?”

  Arga fall silent for a moment , then staring wrist his own hands .

  “ The code name "Aegis Trace – Mark VII ," he said slowly . “ Prototype your creation . You're the one who designed it the architecture . I just perfected it layer his physical appearance .”

  Mahendra nodded , his memory return .

  Aegis Trace.

  Battle hour smart with system core Neural Forensic Beacon — a micro AI module that will active automatically when the user lost vital signs .

  “If the user dead ," he continued. Arga with voice vibrate , “the clock will lock coordinate location , recording the surrounding bio - electric spectrum , capturing wave voice lastly , and—”

  “—and radiate signal tracker encrypted to the network satellite military ,” Mahendra continued softly . “ Can only read with key encryption level god .”

  Arga nod .

  “Rapid wear it . If it's really Obsidi— ”

  Mahendra didn't wait for the sentence to finish.

  He has already issued the tablet .

  The screen lights up . His fingers move fast , typing row almost code? impossible followed normal eyes .

  Layer upon layer of digital firewall ia translucent .

  He activate protocol Black Sparrow , a system scanner spectrum satellites that may only be used when necessary emergency national .

  Raw data flow .

  Mahendra injects key Aegis Trace encryption into the system kernel .

  “Tracing beacon…” he muttered . “ Satellite orbit override… civilian relay bypass … military node lock…”

  Chart moving wildly.

  Coordinates begin to form .

  One point red appears on the screen .

  Mahendra raised him .

  Sea area open .

  Remote island .

  Far from track flight civil .

  Far from public radar .

  "Yes," said Mahendra quietly .

  Arman approached . “Where?”

  Mahendra stared screen cool .?

  " A island isolated in water areas international . Its official name almost unrecorded . Used as an industrial zone abandoned . Signal minimal satellite . Suitable for headquarters shadow ."

  Arga clench hand .

  " Headquarter Obsidi —”

  “—Legion,” Mahendra interrupted . “There’s no mistake.”

  Reza took a deep breath . “How far is it ?”

  “By plane military subsonic , we " It can arrive in three hours," replied Mahendra. "If it's direct move ."

  is no doubt.

  Nobody asked .??

  The decision has been made even before the words came out.

  However before they had time move -

  Room door maintenance open .

  The doctor came out, took off his mask.

  " The patient is conscious ," he said . "Prime Minister ask two people to come in.”

  Arman and Mahendra are each other look , then step in.

  Inside, Van lay weak , infusion hanging on his arm . His face pale , but his eyes open . So seeing Arman and Mahendra, the spotlight his eyes shiver .

  “Arman…” his voice hoarse . “Mahendra…”

  Both of them approaching .

  Van tries got up , but Arman immediately held him back his shoulder .

  “ Calm down . Don't push yourself.”

  Van shook his head weak . “I don't care about myself .”

  His eyes were red .

  “Hana…” he whispered . “Please… bring her home.”

  Mahendra was silent .

  Arman looked straight at Van .

  "We promise ," he said. firmly . “We will bring Hana back . Alive.”

  Van holds Arman's hand with the rest his energy .

  “If I ca n't save the one I love …” his voice trembling , “… then all over my power is nonexistent It means ."

  Mahendra came closer .

  “We will not failed twice.”

  Van nodded slowly . Tears flowing in the corner his eyes .

  When Arman and Mahendra turned around go , Van closed his eyes eye .

  In his heart , he pray .

  Oh God…

  If still There is One miracle left in my life ,

  please return Hana to my arms .

  And if they must go through road blood ,

  protect it step they .

  Outside the room maintenance , WOLF, HAMMER, and GHOST are already standing Ready .

  Equipment combat complete .

  Their faces hard , cold , and deadly .

  In the middle they , ALPHA and EAGLE stepped out.

  There is no long signal .

  No? speech .

  Arman stared his team .

  “Target: headquarters big Obsidi —”

  “—Legion,” he continued. Arga with voice low , full of embers.

  Mahendra added , “Mission: get Hana. Destroy her. their core system . There is no prisoners .”

  Reza and Fikri in unison clench hands on chest.

  "Ready."

  They step out of hospital gate .?

  Tokyo's sky is starting to darken .

  Wind Evening blowing slowly , carrying sign war big one that is about to start .

  And in the hearts of each of us they , one oath has imprinted :

  Obsidi —Legion will collapse .

  With blood . With fire . With total destruction .

  In a country suffocated by corruption, mining mafia rackets, and hereditary power, a child was born who was believed to be the nation's new hope.

  The son of the country's most respected official was greeted as a symbol of change. His birthday was celebrated by global elites, military leaders, energy conglomerates, and other influential figures. The people cheered. The media adored. The world held high hopes.

  But power never comes without a shadow.

  Over time, the child grew into an extraordinary figure—a strategic genius, a technological expert, and a master of public opinion, capable of swaying the masses with a single decision. Behind his intelligence, a secret network was formed: intelligence operations, hacking of global systems, media manipulation, and even covert military conflicts.

  While his father remained a symbol of integrity and morality, influence slowly shifted. Public trust shifted. The world began to be controlled by younger—and bolder—hands.

  Behind the glitz of power, hidden:

  illegal mining and logging mafias, arms and human trafficking, secret technological experiments, shadow wars between nations, the awakening of ancient spiritual powers, and an inner conflict between ambition, love, faith, and sacrifice.

  As family, power, and destiny collide, one question shakes everything:

  Is he truly the nation's savior...

  or the unseen architect of destruction?

  THIS NOVEL FEATURES THE GENRE

  POLITICAL DRAMA

  POLITICAL THRILLER

  MINING MAFIA

  ELITE CORRUPTION

  GLOBAL CONSPIRACY

  HACKER GENIUS

  TECHNO THRILLER

  MILITARY WAR

  SECRET INTELLIGENCE

  MEDIA MANIPULATION

  ARM TRADE

  HUMAN TRAFFICKING

  DARK FANTASY

  SPIRITUAL POWER

  SUPERNATURAL ELEMENTS

  MAGIC REALISM

  ROMANCE

  FAMILY DRAMA

  FATHER AND SON CONFLICT

  PSYCHOLOGICAL THRILLER

  ACTION

  MYSTERY

  SUSPENSE

  EPIC SAGA

  DYSTOPIAN POLITICAL FICTION

  STRATEGIC MIND GAMES

  MORAL DILEMMA

  BETRAYAL

  FRIENDSHIP

  COMPASSION OLD

  RELIGIOUS & SPIRITUAL CONFLICT

  TREASON

  COPYRIGHT STATEMENT

  THIS WORK WAS ENTIRELY WRITTEN BY ME, BENZAMIN PUTIN.

  THOSE WHO COPY OR DUPLICATE IT WITHOUT PERMISSION WILL BE PROSECUTED LEGALLY IN ACCORDANCE WITH APPLICABLE REGULATIONS.

  All characters, events, organizations, and storylines in this novel are entirely the product of the author's imagination. Any similarity between names, places, events, or characters and real-life individuals, groups, or events is purely coincidental and unintentional. This story is presented solely as a work of fiction for entertainment purposes and to stimulate the reader's imagination.