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Mark sat calmly with his coffee, his serene expression betraying none of the chaos that was about to be unleashed upon the world.
"Most of you thought the threats were from above," Mark began, his voice soft but filled with certainty. "But the real power, the real danger, has always been lurking below."
The audience watched him intently, not yet understanding the gravity of his words. Mark continued, swirling his coffee.
"For centuries, we've lived under the illusion that the surface is where power lies. We’ve been deceived. Beneath our cities, beneath our very feet, there are vast, sprawling metropolises. Underground cities where the ancient and the alien have coexisted, quietly watching, waiting. These ‘Holbewoners,’ as they are called, have mastered technologies we cannot even dream of."
Images of advanced underground cities flashed on the screens behind him—vast, glowing cities of unimaginable complexity, populated by hybrid beings.
"They have stayed hidden long enough. Now, they rise. Not to join us, but to rule us. They are superior—genetically enhanced, a perfect blend of humanity and alien intelligence. And they have one goal: total dominion over the surface."
Mark took a measured sip of his coffee, the room silent with shock. "They’ve been developing technologies beyond our understanding. They are the true inheritors of this planet, and soon they will emerge. Their armies, their advanced weapons—they are preparing to rise to the surface and subjugate us all."
He smiled slightly, setting his cup down. "The Holbewoners are no myth. They are real. And the surface world... well, let’s just say, you should prepare for a new order."
The world above had always been focused on the stars, but now, they would be forced to face the terror that had always been lurking just beneath their feet. And Mark, with his calm authority, would guide them through this upheaval—whether they liked it or not.
"Most of you thought the threats were from above," Mark began, his voice soft but filled with certainty. "But the real power, the real danger, has always been lurking below."
The audience watched him intently, not yet understanding the gravity of his words. Mark continued, swirling his coffee.
"For centuries, we've lived under the illusion that the surface is where power lies. We’ve been deceived. Beneath our cities, beneath our very feet, there are vast, sprawling metropolises. Underground cities where the ancient and the alien have coexisted, quietly watching, waiting. These ‘Holbewoners,’ as they are called, have mastered technologies we cannot even dream of."
Images of advanced underground cities flashed on the screens behind him—vast, glowing cities of unimaginable complexity, populated by hybrid beings.
"They have stayed hidden long enough. Now, they rise. Not to join us, but to rule us. They are superior—genetically enhanced, a perfect blend of humanity and alien intelligence. And they have one goal: total dominion over the surface."
Mark took a measured sip of his coffee, the room silent with shock. "They’ve been developing technologies beyond our understanding. They are the true inheritors of this planet, and soon they will emerge. Their armies, their advanced weapons—they are preparing to rise to the surface and subjugate us all."
He smiled slightly, setting his cup down. "The Holbewoners are no myth. They are real. And the surface world... well, let’s just say, you should prepare for a new order."
The world above had always been focused on the stars, but now, they would be forced to face the terror that had always been lurking just beneath their feet. And Mark, with his calm authority, would guide them through this upheaval—whether they liked it or not.
