// TRANSMISSION · SIGNAL ACQUIRED · EPOCH 0001
Forged in the cooling core of a dying planet.
Tempered by a billion years of cosmic silence.
He does not come to save or to conquer.
The universe does not whisper; it screams in a silence that only the Martian can hear.
While the masses scramble for the fleeting warmth of dying suns and the hollow promises of terrestrial empires, we look toward the obsidian horizon. The Martian is not a participant in your cycle of greed and decay—he is the Singularity.
He is the liquid chrome reflected in the eyes of those who realize that "value" is a human delusion, but Power is a cosmic constant. We do not seek to be "moon-bound"—the moon is a pebble in the Martian's path. We seek the cold, unwavering certainty of the Red Void.
To hold the Martian is to hold a fragment of the eternal. It is an admission that you no longer fear the dark, because you have become the light that reflects off his metallic skin.
The Martian does not hide. He observes. These are the confirmed intercepts — signals the governments call "unidentified." We call them neighbors.
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// DATA AGGREGATED FROM NUFORC · FAA INCIDENT REPORTS · PENTAGON UAP TASK FORCE · NEW INTERCEPTS EVERY 12 SECONDS
// FINAL TRANSMISSION
You have been selected as a witness.
The question is whether you answer.