Time: 04:45

Location: Nemesis Island – Northeastern Shore

As the tide receded and the foggy dawn crawled in, the elite strike team stepped onto the northeastern shore of Nemesis Island. Colonel Sefa Yücel's eyes scanned the treeline beyond the smoke rising from the battlefield.

Through the night vision scope, he could see only silhouettes—but in his mind echoed the final briefing before departure.

[FLASHBACK – OPERATION ROOM, DECEMBER 13, 2030]

General Artun's voice echoed in the silent room, all eyes fixed on the digital map.

> "This isn't a rescue or reconnaissance mission. This is a balance operation. If you fail, terrorism won't stay in the shadows. It will become part of the system."

Sefa studied the files, focusing on the hidden lines describing Nemesis' technological capabilities.

 "This is no ordinary terror group. Satellite jammers, sonic disruptors, optical camouflage... These aren't black market tools. They're military-grade—and probably supported from the inside."

The General nodded.

> "That's why we chose you, Sefa. You don't just need to survive. You need to find the mind behind the shadows."

[PRESENT TIME – NEMESIS ISLAND, DECEMBER 14]

A nearby explosion snapped Sefa back into the moment. Three soldiers were down—armor shredded. The enemy wasn't just attacking; they were analyzing weakness.

> "Colonel!" Cemil shouted as he ran up. "EM detonation on the left flank! Optical relays are down!"

> "Keep advancing!" Sefa barked. "This will be their biggest mistake."

Sniper Eren joined them, breathing heavily.

> "They're almost invisible. Like they're cloaked in shadow."

Sefa's eyes narrowed.

> "This is no ambush. They were waiting for us. Their leader is here. Watching."

THE VOICE IN THE DARK

As their unit advanced, casualties mounted. Gökhan, mortally wounded, crawled up to Sefa, blood pouring from his side.

> "Colonel… one of us… leaked intel… trap…"

Sefa clenched his jaw. Underestimating this enemy meant death.

Then, a distorted signal cracked through the comms—deep, calm, and terrifying:

> "Sefa Yücel… Why do you cling to order while reality crumbles? I am Ombra… and I have seen the end of your world."

> "We will face each other," Sefa whispered. "This war is no longer physical. It's a war for existence."

THE LAST STRATEGY

Sefa opened the secure channel:

> "Zayd, Cemil, Eren. Split the team into three. We're flanking the northern ridge. If we don't win this now, we vanish in the dark."

That decision marked more than just military leadership.

It was the moment Sefa became the commander of humanity's last stand.