It began on January 1, 2026,
when three
catastrophic
attacks occurred
within hours
of each other, immediately
following an
eerie display
of lightning
strikes illuminating the sky.
These were
not ordinary events,
but rather,
an ominous
prelude to the
chaos that was to come.
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