Krayon Broadcast Tower – 3 Days Later
High altitude. Old-world metal. The sky above was bruised purple from the coming storm.
Luna Rae stood on the rooftop, hair tangled from the wind, fingers wrapped around her mic. She wore no makeup. No suit. Just a black coat, her press badge flapping like a warning tag. Behind her, a drone-camera hovered in silence, live light blinking.
The world was watching.
She took a breath. Steady.
"…Three days ago," Luna began, voice quiet but clear, "I stood face to face with the most feared supernatural in the world—Lucifer Origin."
No intro. No fancy transitions. Just her.
She looked straight into the lens.
"I expected a monster. I found something else."
Below the rooftop, her crew worked in silence—people she trusted. People who, like her, had seen too much to pretend anymore. The broadcast was already linked to all channels—corporate, underground, even black-market netstreams. Everyone would see this.
