The information about these weird green veins appearing on some people spread far and wide. Some thought it was a virus or a new disease that had started to spread. Even though it took a lot of time and money, scientists assigned to the project eventually managed to gather all 13 bodies.
When it became clear that no more bodies with the virus would be found, the scientists began their experiments. First, they tried to pierce one of the bodies with a syringe to take a blood sample for testing. But the syringe couldn't pierce the body. Strange. After trying several times on all the bodies with no success, they switched to using a thin laser beam to puncture the skin and draw a small amount of blood. Even that didn't work. So they stepped it up and used a drill—but their machine was destroyed upon contact with the skin.
"What the heck!! What are these guys' bodies made of?" they wondered. If a laser couldn't do it, how would a knife or blade fare? Of course, when they tried cutting all the bodies, their knives and blades were destroyed instead. Desperate for answers, they decided to try something more dangerous.
They were hesitant at first. But after a thorough argument and presentation of facts, they tried using… a chainsaw. Nothing impressive at first glance, but they had hoped for a breakthrough—only to have their chainsaws destroyed again. This greatly shocked many of the scientists, as their chainsaws were far superior to normal ones and could cut through a fully grown tree effortlessly, let alone a human body. Still, being scientists, they moved on to the next material they could use to "draw blood." They tried using an even stronger laser beam instead, but the result was the same, with some of their equipment being destroyed by the beam.
Then one scientist suggested an unusual idea: why not drop the bodies from a very dangerous height to reduce their toughness? At first, many rejected the idea, but as scientists, they believed facts came first. So they arranged everything and dropped one body. The body hit the ground with such force that it formed a crater. Some scientists gasped while others examined the ground in anticipation. They checked it—and lo and behold! The body didn't even have a dent. Some nodded with a satisfied expression while others remained in shock. With no time to lose, they quickly dropped all the remaining bodies from that same height. The result was the same every time.
By now, the scientists had given up holding back. Their original goal of "drawing blood" had turned into a mission to destroy the bodies entirely. They used the most dangerous weapons they could find: a normal slingshot (hey, everything had to be tested), attempts to cook the body, immersion in very concentrated acid, and even a very high voltage shock. Yet none of these methods worked—the bodies remained untouched.
After years of relentless experiments and mounting costs, the scientists eventually gave up. They couldn't justify the expense and effort if the bodies remained impervious to every method. When news of their failure eventually reached the public, the reaction was unexpected.
No one knew who started the rumors, but it was said that gods had descended to inhabit these bodies. The belief spread that if people worshiped them enough, they would rise and answer everyone's prayers. Just like that, a new religion was born. Its followers called themselves "Greendies," mostly because of the distinctive green veins. The public clamored for the bodies so they could elevate their religion to the next level. It pained the scientists to let go of the bodies after wasting so much time, money, and resources on them, but since their experiments had failed to destroy the bodies, there was nothing they could do. So, they handed the bodies over to the public. The Greendies religion quickly spread all over the world until two-thirds of the population worshiped them.
About two hundred years later, the bodies that the Greendies had come to love and worship suddenly began to explode. One after another, they burst into tiny green particles that disintegrated into thin air. The explosions were so sudden that the worshipers were truly shocked.
"What - the - fuck - just - happened?" became the cry on every street.
"…"
In the chaos that followed, an all-out war broke out between the people. None could fathom what had just happened, and in their shock, they turned on each other. The higher-ups couldn't find any excuse to calm their loyal worshipers. Accusing stares were exchanged as different groups pointed fingers—after all, their region wasn't as united as the Greeks who worshiped all their gods together; followers of individual gods often clashed. Some even tried to shift the blame onto other religions, but those faiths defended themselves with words of justice.
Meanwhile, in the water realm—the true seat of power behind these events—a calm, measured voice broke through the turmoil.
"The process is complete now," T.K. announced. "The inhabitants have successfully been transferred to this realm. We will be moving out soon, so be ready."
All 13 members did what they had to do, said their final goodbyes, and gathered around a certain mirror. Don't get the wrong idea—it didn't look like a mirror at all. It resembled a giant cube with smaller cubes and spaces floating within it. T.K. asked one final time if everyone was ready. They had all made up their minds; this realm wasn't going to miss them. They had no idea what awaited on the other side, but they took the risk anyway. After all, would they have come this far without taking risks? No, they wouldn't have.
T.K. activated the mirror, and they all glowed bright green before finally vanishing.
Be expecting us, parallel realm!