October 20, 2018
The world stopped.
Screens flickered.
Phones buzzed.
News anchors froze mid-report as chaos hijacked every broadcast frequency—television, streaming platforms, even the giant LED billboards in Times Square and Shibuya.
Across the globe, all channels suddenly cut to the same chilling image.
A news studio. Lights flickering. Screams echoing in the background. The camera shook violently.
"Wh-who are y—"
The reporter's words were cut short with a wet, sickening sound.
Blood sprayed the lens.
And then…
He stepped forward.
A man in a white mask expressionless, eerie. Blood staining his gloves.
He stood over the dead reporter, head tilted. Calm.
Behind him, the news crew ran in chaos. Screams. Glass shattering. Footsteps fleeing. The lights above swayed.
But he ignored them.
He looked directly into the camera.
Masked Villain:
"Hello... everyone."
The world froze.
"I am Insurrecto."
