Dragonflame Special Forces: Above All Nations

Every appearance is merely an empty shell. Every rule in motion hides unseen undercurrents; every calm facade conceals a web of tangled, secret checks and balances. Layers of overlapping circles nest within one another, hidden threads silently intertwine, and invisible channels stretch across territories and seep into every fiber, quietly plotting in places no one can see. Interests shift without a sound, desires pull in secret, and every outcome has long been quietly marked out in the shadows. There is no sound, no warning, only a silent force sweeping everything along. Better to overturn the invisible, unspoken rules than to drift with hidden schemes; better to sink into nameless undercurrents than to be tamed by hidden threads; better to plunge into an endless maze than follow a fate decreed in silence. The greater currents hide in the shadows; the game of chess is played in silence. The entire world is trapped in an unseen web, turning soundlessly, with no way to escape.