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We knew it had existed once, but no one knew it was still alive.
Our paths had never crossed-not until March 27, 2032, the day of that accident in the Hammerfest glaciers.
Poor sailor... The nanomorph awakened in his body for the first time.
Then it moved to another, and another after that...
Each one it touched turned Grey-drained, pale, weary of life.
Scientists called them The Changed, but the people made their own word: The Weirds.
In time, that became the only name they were known by.
Soon, their numbers reached the thousands, and the world sank beneath the melancholic shadow
of these new beings.
They wanted to be healed-but we failed them.
And then, one day... another color was born: the Reds.
But they were different.
The nanomorph had given them power.
They carried an undying spark within,
their sharp minds and boundless energy
opening the door to an unknown future.
"We are the next step of humanity," they said,
taking the Greys under their wings.
And the whispers began:
"The Reds... are coming to take over the world."