[Name: Insomnia Pathogen] [Type: ##] [Effect: Infects people with "insomnia," can spread to anyone through contact in the "real world," lie dormant within the body, and have its onset time and severity determined by the holder]
In North America, a group of young people marched through the streets holding banners high, shouting tired slogans about "freedom and equality." Two young Black men took the opportunity to rush into a roadside shop, snatch up gold jewelry from a glass display case, and flee.
Since the Church of the Scales had formally declared war on the Federation, the fall of numerous cities had made the balance of power between the two sides increasingly unclear. Some took advantage of the chaos to fish in troubled waters, while others shut themselves indoors, preparing to welcome the coming change of regime.
The Church of the Scales' expansion differed from every previous rebellion. What had once been thought of as a terrorist organization making small-scale trouble in local areas had transformed into a mature political force. Wherever it passed, ghosts and monsters ran rampant, turning human territory into eerie forbidden zones.
The Federation's firearms and regular army were utterly useless. The Eerie Investigation Bureau stepped forward at the right moment and briefly contained the worsening situation, only to suffer defeat after defeat in the battles that followed.
The march sparked disputes and riots all along its route. Screams and curses rang out without end, while more people chose to watch coldly from the sidelines, maintaining a self-protective silence as they silently prayed for the war to settle and the chaos to end soon.
At a certain instant, everyone froze—the marchers, the looters, and the passersby alike—as though struck by a witch's curse.
Then, an unnatural fever bloomed across their skin. Dense yellow patterns spread