Ghost Invasion!

Low Earth orbit.

Under the gaze of billions around the world, the Aegis One satellite—a feat of technology carrying humanity's hopes for safety—glided into its designated orbit like an ark for a new age.

Its solar panels unfolded gracefully, like silver wings spreading wide, and began to drink in the sunlight.

News outlets across the globe reported the historic moment in their most impassioned voices.

"Are you seeing this? A miracle created by Mr. Link Wayne and his great company, Chaos Direction!"

"From this moment on, human civilization has a shield of its own, hanging in space!"

"He's a philanthropist who asks for nothing in return, a true dreamer, a savior in every sense of the word!"

Praise swept over the world like a tidal wave.

Yet above that sea of celebration, the magnificent temple suspended in geosynchronous orbit—the Justice League Watchtower—was shrouded in deathly silence.

Inside the main control room, the tension was almost tangible.

Superman, Clark Kent, hovered before the vast viewport with his arms crossed. His gaze, capable of seeing through anything, remained fixed on the blinking Aegis satellite in the distance, as though he meant to take it apart layer by layer.

The Flash, Barry Allen, darted restlessly around the console, leaving a string of blurred red afterimages. Ever since the bizarre "time fracture" incident in Central City, the name Link had filled him with a fear that reached to the depths of his soul.

Wonder Woman, Diana, and Green Lantern, Hal Jordan, stood on either side, their expressions grave, ready for anything.

Cyborg, Victor Stone, had linked his consciousness completely to the Watchtower's mainframe. The red cybernetic eye on his left flashed furiously, like a storm of data before a supernova.

"Connection in thirty seconds."

Cyborg's cold, synthesized voice set everyone's nerves on edge.

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