Infinite Replication

The global wave of people turning into toads lasted barely a dozen minutes, yet it left the entire planet speechless.

There were no earth-shattering explosions or world-ending battles, but the terror those few minutes brought was more chilling than any apocalyptic war.

First the island nation's prime minister transformed in public. Then Nick Fury became a reptile. Then came European leaders, Middle Eastern militia chiefs, and even an ancient evil god that had slumbered beneath Antarctica for ten thousand years.

From the rulers of nations to dark deities hidden underground, anyone who harbored malice and dared blaspheme Russell's name met the same fate: they turned into a warty toad on the spot.

There was no warning, no energy fluctuation detectable by any known technology, and no defense capable of stopping it.

Afterward, intelligence agencies, superpower monitoring organizations, and elite research teams across the world scrambled to collect information on the transformations.

They reconstructed the entire event, pulling every satellite record, regional energy-spectrum reading, and dimensional monitoring log they could find. The results were devastating.

Zero energy readings. It was as if the transformations had happened out of thin air, leaving no trace at all.

It was as though heaven itself had rewritten Earth's underlying rules and laid down a new iron law.

Whoever blasphemed Om Messiah would instantly fall, cast down into the animal realm.

Inside S.P.E.A.R.'s command hall, every researcher had gathered before a blank energy-monitoring panel. Their faces were grim, and silence smothered the room.

Before this, they could at least loosely classify Russell's powers as a form of particle manipulation unique to mutant Telekinesis.

This time, words failed them. This was no longer a mutant ability. It had reached the level of altering reality.

"This can't be explained by known biology or physics, let alone achieved through