A dreadful silence prevailed, and shock engulfed everyone.
The immortal trainees, sorcerers, shamans, and even the ordinary humans watching the event through live broadcasts—all were staring at their screens in utter disbelief.
In their sealed offices, the leaders of great nations watched the scene unfold with growing anxiety, the pressure in the room intensifying. Countless thoughts raced through their minds, but one question loomed above all:
"If even the immortal trainees, sorcerers, and shamans cannot enter these gates… then what is happening to this world?"
It didn't take long before the leader of the Golden Immortal Sect appeared, sharing the same stunned expression, trying to comprehend the situation. He began conversing with the other sect leaders, while the sorcerers and shamans engaged in intense discussions, each faction attempting to analyze what was happening.
The Immortal Sect Leader had planned to appear before the world as a majestic figure, dressed in extravagant ancient Chinese robes, embodying the image of an immortal from legend. This was supposed to be a historic day, a day when the world would witness the power of immortal trainees.
But now? All those plans were shattered by a single, devastating truth: "We cannot enter these gates."
Suppressing his fury, he turned to the other sect leaders and spoke in a sharp tone, "Weren't these realms created by the great immortals? How can we not enter them?!" Beads of sweat formed on his forehead as his voice grew more agitated, "First, we couldn't utilize this strange energy… and now, we can't even enter the gates?! Is this the world's revenge? Or was our history nothing but a lie?!"
Another sect leader interrupted, rubbing his forehead as if feeling an unbearable headache. In a calmer tone, he said, "Calm down. Anger won't solve anything. We need to analyze the situation rationally. I understand your frustration, but don't forget—we are being watched by the world."
The Immortal Sect Leader shot him a cold glare, then let out a mocking laugh, raising his voice intentionally for all to hear, "The Humans? Do you think they matter? They are nothing but ants I can crush beneath my feet whenever I please!"
Discontent spread among the military forces surrounding the gates, among security personnel, scientists, journalists, and ordinary people watching the broadcast. Yet, no one moved, as no orders had been given to attack the three supernatural factions.
But the Immortal Sect Leader paid them no mind. Instead, he focused on the gate before him.
The gate…
It stood before him in a mysterious form—both beautiful and terrifying—casting its ominous shadow over the land. The air around it was charged with an unusual energy, reacting to the power emanating from the pyramid itself… as if the world was anticipating something long-lost, something that had finally returned.
As he concentrated, attempting to analyze it, he and all the immortal trainees, sorcerers, and shamans felt a strange shiver run through their bodies. The air became unnaturally heavy. They exchanged uneasy glances before instinctively stepping back, unable to withstand the ominous pressure radiating from the gates.
It was no illusion. They had felt it.
In the end, they had no choice but to retreat swiftly. The danger was far greater than they had anticipated.
But despite their withdrawal, one thought consumed everyone's minds:
"Egypt must know something about this…"
The appearance of three colossal gates in Egypt—while other nations had only one—deepened suspicions that Egypt held some hidden truth about these mysterious occurrences.
Behind closed doors, urgent meetings began immediately.
The three supernatural factions—sorcerers, shamans, and immortal trainees—gathered to discuss the situation. Meanwhile, on the other side, the world's great powers convened in a secret conference via direct communication.
The topic was the same:
"No one knows anything. Things are spiraling out of control… and Egypt is not reacting like a country caught off guard. They must be hiding something."
Thus, a new strategy was devised—increase the pressure on Egypt and initiate the next phase of the plan: recruiting human trainees and using them against Egypt!
Yet, what they failed to realize was…
Time was not on their side.
Because just two days later—before they could even understand the first event—the second catastrophe struck.
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The Second Event: The Emergence of "Superhumans"—or So They Were Initially Called
At first, it was just a few isolated cases…
Ordinary people across the world—some sitting at home, others walking the streets—suddenly felt an inexplicable exhaustion, followed by something even more unexpected…
Their bodies transformed.
They became stronger, faster, capable of healing at astonishing speeds. Their vision extended to unnatural distances.
And, of course, it didn't go unnoticed.
Videos flooded social media, and soon, this phenomenon overshadowed even the mysterious gates!
Speculations erupted:
"These are the chosen ones… the true heroes of this era!"
"No! They are aliens that have been living among us!"
"They are the fourth hidden force that has remained in the shadows all this time!"
"They are part of a secret organization plotting to destroy the world!"
Since the sorcerers, shamans, and immortal trainees had already begun recruiting ordinary humans, they were closely monitoring the internet… and they saw everything.
But their shock was even greater than anyone else's…
Because they knew nothing about these so-called "superhumans"!
"If it was a secret organization, they wouldn't have revealed themselves like this."
"And if it was a hidden force, we would have sensed their presence from the beginning!"
"They are not aliens; their birth records exist—we verified them with the world's governments!"
Of course, they wouldn't admit this to the public. Instead, they exploited the rumors.
Yet, what raised even more suspicion was that once again, Egypt was an anomaly.
While videos of superhumans surfaced across the world, all footage related to them in Egypt mysteriously vanished—with eerie speed.
The great powers of the world began asking:
"What does Egypt know about these people?"
"Are they truly chosen heroes… or something else?"
But there was no time for questions…
Because the world's leaders had already made their decision:
"Arrest all superhumans immediately—under the pretense that they are aliens and members of a secret organization seeking to destroy the world."
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Mass Arrests and Massacres
Under direct orders from global leaders, violent arrests of superhumans began.
But it wasn't just arrests…
Those who resisted were executed on the spot. Those who refused to surrender were tortured before their families. Some watched as their children were slaughtered in front of them… as their wives were violated by immortal trainees before being killed. Others saw their parents and loved ones murdered before they were finally forced into submission.
The governments weren't just afraid of this new power… they weren't just afraid that these individuals might be "chosen" or "heroes"…
They were afraid of losing control over the world!
Even the sorcerers, shamans, and immortal trainees cooperated with governments—not only to exterminate the superhumans but also to capture them for horrific experiments. They attempted to extract this newfound power and claim it for themselves.
Since these superhumans were still inexperienced and unaware of how to wield their abilities, they became weak the moment they exerted too much energy. Though they possessed some strength, it didn't last long, and they were captured quickly.
This wasn't just genocide…
It was something far more monstrous than anything history would ever record.
But what no one realized was that they were about to make…
The greatest mistake of their lives.
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Next stop: Hidden Movements, Hope, and Despair.
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