The war didn't begin with a warning.
It started with fire.
Big screens went black. Radio signals died. Cities stopped breathing. The first bombs hit before the world even knew it was war.
Pakistan was the first to vanish. One flash. One cloud. Nothing left. No time to pray. No time to scream.They called it Day Zero.
Nobody cared.
Smaller nations tried to run. No one let them. Borders were locked. Planes shot down. Refugees were shot like dogs.The world wasn't broken.It was done.
Only four countries were still standing — and all of them were ready to kill:
America
India (now called Akhand Bharat)
Russia (back as the full Soviet)
China (turned into Neo-Dragon)
Old friends became enemies. Allies stabbed each other. Soldiers didn't wear names anymore — just numbers.
Missiles didn't stop flying.Fighter jets never landed.No one trusted anyone.Everyone had one hand on a trigger, and the other on a nuke.
Some people still believed in peace. They begged on live TV. They made hashtags. They cried.They died first.
The war lasted over 400 days.
Nobody remembers how many died.Nobody buried anyone.There were no heroes. No gods. No right side.
Only fire.
And in the middle of that fire…Was one man.
He didn't smile. He didn't salute. He didn't care who gave the order.
He just made sure it worked.
Name: Shoorya SenRank: UnknownKills: UncountedCode name: SHOONYA
Some called him a monster.Some called him a genius.The truth was simple.
He was the reason India was still alive.
He burned everything that stood in the way. Cities. Tanks. Armies.Even his own men if they got too soft.
People feared him more than nuclear bombs.He didn't wear medals. He didn't believe in flags.He believed in results.
Now, the world is near its last breath.Nuclear dust covers half the sky.Machines fight without orders.And the last living soldiers are running out of bullets.
One last plan remains.One final push.One final man.
He doesn't care about saving the world.He just wants to finish the job.
[END OF PROLOGUE]