The truth alone wasn't enough. It had to be seen. Felt. Believed.
Kirion stood in the underground broadcast bunker, staring at the screen. Across from him, his daughter fine-tuned the uplink. Her fingers moved fast over the keys—faster than any technician he'd ever met.
"Signal clean," she said. "We're ready when you are."
Nira leaned against the wall, her eyes sharp as ever. "You sure this is the move?"
Kirion looked at the makeshift teleprompter, then at the camera. "They buried our truth in classified files. We're going to burn their lies with it."
The resistance had gathered evidence for years—video clips, testimonies, stolen memos, genetic experiment records. But now, with Project Infinitum exposed, they had something undeniable. Something enraging. Something unifying.
His daughter hit record.
Kirion spoke calmly, his voice carrying the weight of the battle and the fatherhood that shaped it.
"To the people of this nation—this is not rebellion. This is revelation.
You have been lied to. Your children, your families, your future… exploited.
Project Infinitum was real. We have the documents. The footage. The names.
The government you serve has been experimenting on your blood.
On your children.
On mine.
They silenced those who knew. But we are not silent anymore."
Behind him, his daughter flashed evidence across the feed: photos of stolen infants, labs deep in the tundra, files with civilian IDs and death dates.
The signal went live to ten major cities. A thousand pirated feeds. Streaming straight into homes, cafes, phones, black market networks.
And the people listened.
In the slums of Sector 8, mothers cried out. In the factories of Zone R, workers stopped machines and watched. In hidden corners of the capital, soldiers turned away from their orders and began to think.
The system began to crack—not from bombs or bullets, but from a surge of awakening.
Nira shut down the uplink just before the government's traceback completed.
Kirion turned to them both. "Now we move fast. They'll come harder than ever."
His daughter was already pulling up satellite feeds. "They're scrambling. We lit the match."
Kirion nodded. "Then let's give them a fire they'll never forget."