Silas pulled the trigger. But who built the gun?
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6:00 A.M.
Geneva — Resistance Archive Bunker
Taye places a classified folder in front of Naomi.
Stamped with an old Cold War insignia:
"Project Choirseed: Orphan Trials — 1999"
> "Buried in old Soviet black projects," Taye says.
"But leaked through Hollow sympathizers who thought it was sacred text."
Naomi opens the folder.
Inside:
Photos of children, caged and blindfolded.
Medical records.
Psychological profiles.
And a single name stamped across the top page:
CREED, S. – Subject 9.
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6:15 A.M.
Page 3 — A Memo Excerpt
> "Subject 9 displays violent pattern recognition.
Early sociopathy indicators confirmed. Recommend environmental stressors be increased to trigger self-weaponization."
> "Potential for controlled chaos manipulation.
Not suitable for direct deployment, but ideal for long-term destabilization if cultivated correctly."
Naomi's hand tightens.
> "They didn't just break him," she murmurs.
"They were growing him."
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7:00 A.M.
Location: Paris Peace Summit — Day One
Over 50 world leaders meet to sign the Accord of Resistance Unity.
Naomi is en route.
Security is at maximum.
But as the flags rise—
A lone violinist begins to play.
A haunting, beautiful melody.
At first, unnoticed.
Until his final note ends with the words:
> "For the Hollow King."
BOOM.
A violin case detonates.
Glass, fire, screams.
Eighty-three leaders die.
Three governments collapse before nightfall.
The screen fades to black.
A single message appears:
> "FOUR."
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8:00 A.M.
Naomi Arrives Too Late
Smoke still curling from the summit hall.
Cameras everywhere.
Global panic reignited.
Taye meets her at the edge of the wreckage.
> "No known escape route. He didn't survive."
> "Then it wasn't about him surviving," Naomi mutters.
"It was about showing the world we're never safe."
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9:30 A.M.
Naomi Broadcasts an Emergency Message
> "To the nations of the world:
We are not fighting a terrorist.
We are fighting a designed collapse."
> "Silas Creed was not born to destroy us.
He was built to."
> "And somewhere in the shadows —
the ones who built him are still watching."
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10:00 A.M.
The Hollow Broadcast Triggers
For the first time since Silas's escape, a corrupted signal is pushed globally.
The screen flickers.
Black background. Golden blood drips from the edges.
A distorted voice — hundreds layered into one.
The Choir sings:
> "They raised the child in silence.
So he taught the world to scream."
> "They built a god in flesh.
And now the cage is broken."
> "Three days remain."
The screen glitches.
A single line pulses across the globe:
> "JUDGMENT IS NOT COMING.
JUDGMENT IS ALREADY HERE."
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Final Scene
Silas kneels in the dark.
Before him: ten Choir priests slicing golden lines into their own faces.
He dips his hands in their blood.
> "She knows now," he whispers.
"She knows they made me."
He lifts the blood to the wall.
Draws a handprint.
> "But she still doesn't know…
who they're building next."
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Final Line:
> "The Choir made me," Silas says,
"but now I'm making gods of my own."
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