Worldwide Broadcast of Despair and Hope

Beside spreading awareness about the existence of the Apocalypse to the world, the incoming forceful world-wide broadcast had another main goal in mind.

The discretionary spending of humanity's last bastion.

United State's Department of Defense.

"Will this plan work, I wonder?" asked Serotonin-1 with a gleeful grin.

"It will only be a matter of father's performance on camera." Aleph nodded with conviction. "If there is any shrewd man on earth who could pull this off, she is one of them!"

Sitting behind a desk looking all sinister and confident, Yoo Hana clasped her hands.

In front of her, was the camera crew that includes Aleph as the director, several Endorphins for the mic, lighting, and the camera.

Serotonin-1 who was connected to the malware that Yoo Hana spread around every corner of the digital world with the immense uploading capability of the core router, began to hijack every device possible that was connected to the internet.

With every person in position, all they need to wait is when the malware took over all of the device and forced its host to connect to the broadcasting website that forced the video to appear full-screen pop ups. As for the media played that was isolated from the internet, it was brute force using an electromagnetic wave that infects the machine to do the same as the malware.

"All right." Serotonin-1 raised his hand, before pulling in its finger one by one, "The broadcast will start at five, four, three, two…

"One!"

In a matter of seconds, every billboard, every smartphone, computer, and many more casting media was overtaken by a mysterious man coated by shadow, with the glasses reflecting the littlest hint of light within the room.

Soon after, a deep voice with a domineering air and a tyrant flare infused every room and city on earth.

"I see a—figure in the corner."

The voice was translated in real time into the native language of each area, through the usage of voice sampling and a sophisticated speech synthesizer that was connected to a translator software that was better than the famous corporate iconic feature on the internet.

"I see a—face in the eclipse." The man within the mysterious broadcast slightly lifted up his gaze. "I see a—norm world order, balanced on the brink, in a blink it'll fall to the Apocalypse."

The dimly light was slowly enhanced, slowly uncovering the figure of a tall bald man in a black suit and tie striking red, clasping his hands as he indifferently gazed to the viewer.

"Apologies to you all, young men, young ladies, old men." The man on the screen slowly shifted his gaze to the corner of the frame. "Businessmans, actors, historian, scientist, workers, slaves, economists.

"Governments, Presidents, Kings, Queens, Emperor." He then slowly, menacingly, and eerily leaned forward, placing his hands at the table. "KGB, ICA, CIA, IMS, MC, NATO, and every Department of Defense in all nations across this world. This speech, this, message, this—interruption, is meant for each and every single one of you.

"Likewise, any attempts of tracing are rendered null. Instead of prying into me, I shall give you all a better view and topic to discuss."

In an instant, the forceful broadcast shifted into numerous live videos of the reanimated beast of the ancient. All currently captured by the camera on numerous H-dolls that were sent out from the main base.

One of the strings of livestream included the giant mammoth that was halfway ascending from the ground, a gigantic unknown mammal within the nearby sea, the tiger that was captured by Squad-2, a flying fortress of decaying flesh whose howl paralyzed anybody who hear it into fear, and many more.

"This phenomenon has just been seen throughout the world, along with the perpetual sunset that never ends. Soon enough, more abnormalities will appear throughout every corner of the world." The man within the screen of every broadcast worldwide powerfully opened his arms. "And more will be queued to ensure the destruction of humanity in every available land that has been cultivated by us and our ancestors to shelter our body from heat and rain."

Every party within the world who had witnessed the speech of this unknown man had their hearts held in shambles. Many got anxious, afraid, or even screamed after the statement of confirmation that the earth is nearing its end.

While it looks hopeless on the outside, not all sides felt the same. Many preachers of doomsday who want nothing but the end of their current life somehow had their hope of humanity tickled due to the strangely calming existence of this unknown man. Likewise, everyone who witnessed it had their heart waiting, and hoping for the positive clarification.

It's just like how humans were enticed to eat the impossible food when there was no food around. No matter how pessimistic and desperate someone feels, they still want that little share of hope even if it doesn't exist.

Then what about the people who were in higher duty above the civilians? The world leaders, the politicians, the soldiers and the members of organizations who hold the weight of the safety of the world and humanity?

They were waiting for something, something that was vital enough to categorize the man on the screen as a real deal, a real threat, a real message that needs to be taken seriously ASAP without thinking twice, waiting until the unwanted happens and rendering everything unrepairable.

"Some of your friends and family might have fallen victim to the monster. For those who cry and fear or what is to come. Lock the doors and close the curtains, hold your breath lest you should speak your needs. Have your family protect you, your nation and the soldiers stationed at every territorial outpost protects you.

"Let your nation protect you!" The man clenched his hands, tilting his gaze into the audience. "What comes to a nation without its people, and its people without their leader? Has it occurred to you why your government takes taxes and keeps their wealth stored inside their vault? What else if not using it to protect their country?

"They are all your shepherds, protect them and follow them to ensure your life.

"Likewise, if there are some of you who own a significant amount of guns, wealth, and power more than the others, try to keep the bellies filled, treat the ill and preserve the heat, try to keep the bleeding peace from adversity, load your guns! Fasten your belt and unload your rounds onto any monsters you see. You're the hero of your own story, keep your history clean.

"After all, how's a shepherd supposed to lead without a dog to herd the sheep?"

As Yoo Hana went on with her performance of lies, Aleph and Serotonin-1 had a conversation in the background.

"It might not work for everyone, but we might gain at least 20% of knights around the world that will try their best to do something with the Apocalypse," said Serotonin-1.

"That is still 1,720,000,000 people you're referring to," Aleph nodded with conviction. "Even if we didn't convert everyone, the weight of protection of humanity has been equally spread amongst the scarce believers of father's speech."

"Convincing the governments will be the hardest, huh."

"It's not about the difficulty of making them believe, but the difficulty of making them do something before it all too late." Aleph narrowed its eyes. "The tragedies within the history of humanity are full of leading organizations and the holder of power failing to recognize an imminent threat, resulting in the death of many without caring for collective safety."

"It sometimes made me wonder," Serotonin-1 gazed at the lightbulb that the Endorphin crew held to control the lighting. "Why are we saving humanity to begin with?"

"Of course." Aleph glanced at Serotonin-1 with conviction. "What else if not for your Creator?"

"Heh." Serotonin-1 then threw a smirk. "I see."

Afterwards, Yoo Hana, pretending to be this menacing important bald person in front of the camera began to explain the findings of her research of the monsters as a persuasion method to every higher-stance world organization, while also telling off as an education to spread the awareness of the nature of the monster. For both civilians and scientists alike.

It was found that there were unknown residues of unknown origin that have the capability of reading the information history of atoms. While it was actually reading the strings and not the atoms, Yoo Hana couldn't just say that because the current development of the strings theory itself within the industry of research was as convincing as a con-man from an advertisement with no clear source to back it up.

"Let's call this particle 'Void'."

Schematics and the testing chart that was done by the Serotonin H-dolls were shown on screen, filling the frame of the broadcast.

"They were no longer the animals from the ancient era that we know. They are nothing more than a reanimated husk of corpses that was capable of infecting living beings and dead organisms alike. Hence why, never ever touch the remains of this monstrosity if you ever find one.

"While a light exposure won't turn you into one of them, a prolonged direct contact will give them the time to analyze the core of your existence before devouring your flesh and mind into that of monsters.

"With all of that said, this sudden announcement is not a threat, nor was it a message to advocate peace. I'm here to tell everyone to act. If I would stay silent and do nothing, then our home, the earth, will become anything but our own home much longer.

"Every shiver will deliver us deliverance in time, burn the incense of our innocence and in a sense we thrive, pray the future that our action will be worth its weight in lives.

"So take heed, but take no pity, as humanity must survive."