The morning in Venusaa was gray. The sky churned like a storm was brewing, heavy with secrets. Franco sat on the rooftop of their safehouse, holding the "Kaiser" device like it was a cursed artifact from another world.
Franco (thinking):
"If we're just a bunch of nobodies… why does this feel like the beginning of a war?"
Marco (appearing behind him):
"Because it is, Franco. Only difference is… we're on the losing side."
Franco:
"What makes this device so special?"
Marco (with a smirk):
"It's not the device… it's the message we found with it."
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In the meeting room, the whole crew gathered around:
Rocco (puffing his cigar):
"If this message is a trap, I'll be the first to curse and run."
Savio:
"Great. Title for our next movie: 'The Cursing Coward of Venusaa'."
Lucchini (holding a strange plant):
"Guys, please—less drama. My plant doesn't like stress."
Luca Feri:
"Neither do I. Yet here we are… facing doom with a houseplant."
Colombo (activating a small device):
"Here. Listen to the audio we extracted from the Kaiser."
The room went quiet. A distorted mechanical voice filled the space:
> "If you've reached this point, you're not fools. Zakrota is not what you think. They are neither human… nor machine. They are the shadow between. Meet me at the Yellow Point."
Luca Feri:
"'Yellow Point'? That sounds like a sketchy noodle shop I used to eat at."
Marco:
"I know that place. But in our case… it's an old metro station. Sealed off after the 2894 earthquake."
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Scene: The Yellow Point
The team arrived at a hidden door beneath the old subway station. Rust covered everything, and on the wall, a message written in dried blood:
> "Here truth begins, and names end."
Franco (nervous):
"Cool. Not creepy at all. Perfect place for a group picnic."
Lucchini (hugging his plant):
"My plant is drooping. That means bad energy."
Rocco:
"Maybe it's reacting to your breath."
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Inside, the tunnel echoed with distant hums. Then—steps. And a figure cloaked in black stepped from the darkness. Face hidden. Voice ancient.
Mysterious Figure:
"Greetings, children of chaos. I was once one of you. My name… was Lucino."
All (shocked):
"LUCINO?!"
Marco (stunned):
"But… I saw your body. You died!"
Lucino:
"You saw what Zakrota wanted you to see. I survived… barely. I've been in hiding ever since."
Franco:
"Why now? Why appear to us?"
Lucino (raising a gloved hand):
"Because time is running out. Napol isn't just rebelling… he's aiming to become the new king. The king of ashes."
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Last Scene: The Rooftop Again
Thunder cracked across the sky. Rain fell like cold needles. Franco stood alone, staring at the distant horizon.
Franco:
"Lucino is alive… Zakrota is something else… and Napol might be unstoppable."
Marco (joining him):
"No, Franco. We're not in danger… we're in the beginning of a revolution."
End of Chapter 6
The past has spoken. The present is cracking.
And the future of Venusaa now rests in the hands of misfits, outlaws… and one broken boy named Franco.