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Registered Phenomena Code: XXX

Object Class: Omega-White

Hazard Types: Immeasurable Hazard Ecological Hazard Emotional Hazard Organic Hazard Sensory Hazard

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Containment Protocols: Knowledge of RPC-XXX-1's happening is to be suppressed via manipulation of algorithms and search engines, using webcrawler resources and cooperation with mass media conglomerates.

Full scale censorship of materials pertaining to RPC-XXX-1 is not possible at the present. Instead, distribution of clearly manipulated content identifying itself as legitimate footage of RPC-XXX-1 dilutes the pool of authentic recordings, as per the Strawlight technique.¹.

In the aftermath of RPC-XXX-1, external research teams have been anonymously sponsored to develop rational "decoy" explanations of the phenomenon for dissemination to the wider public. Moreover, illegitimate social media accounts and bots must target any discussion of RPC-XXX-1 with malicious content to discourage the formation of groups over the subject.

See RPC-XXX-2 entries for specified protocol.

Description: RPC-XXX-1 was a second when all sapient life simultaneously lost the ability to obtain or process information. It transpired at 15:43 UTC on 19/10/25. The obstruction occurred via momentary spontaneous hindrances in receiving and responding to stimuli. Examples include: blockade of sense organs,² axon or nerve malfunction, cortex damage, sleep, unconsciousness, and other diverse means affecting sapient non-human anomalies or creatures not yet understood.

Additionally, all sources of illumination ceased production of light during RPC-XXX-1. The effect went unnoticed during RPC-XXX-1, but is recognized in visual recordings.

ACI DEP-010/XXX"DISCOVERY"LOG:

1543: [RPC-XXX-1 occurred.]

1546: [ACI DEP-010 flagged a rapid spike in the following keywords: (went-dark went-black go-dark go-black lights-out no-light what-happened what-just-happened anyone-else it's-here …). Most flags came from live stream viewer messaging. L-1 online suppression “Leech”³ was enacted.]

1548: [Despite the unspecific nature of the flagged keywords, L-1 “Leech” suppression was allowed to continue as active personnel could attest to RPC-XXX-1.]

1551: [The sun appeared to cease emitting light for a second due to the travel time of solar rays. Emergency protocol was enacted by the highest ranking available officer in response to a major veil breach.]

Aftermath: Within a time-span of 9 hours, MST X-Ray-6 “Annulifiers” and Authority server centers worldwide were operating on full efficiency, powering web crawlers, deleting/corrupting content and performing denial of service attacks on particularly volatile websites. Additionally, the Office of Diplomatic Relations secured cooperation with international intelligence agencies in the Americas, Europe, and Asia before contacting UNAAC. The operation was expensive, and returned only partial successes.

A majority of visual documentation stored on devices connected to the world wide web was deleted. Therefore, convincing individuals who were sleeping during RPC-XXX-1 of the event’s authenticity was difficult due to lack of proof. However, as reaching footage stored on offline drives was infeasible, much evidence continued to spread.

In the first days after RPC-XXX-1, discussions were frantic and unfocused. However, the topic's virality eventually resulted in a few popular theories within the public. The Department of Anthropology has proposed to divide these theories under three main forms: "Foreign Influence", "Change" and "Awakening". Examples of the three main interpretations have been attached below.

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Foreign Influence: Foreign actors caused the incident for various nefarious purposes.

Context: A post made on the social media platform "X".

daikismom: Agartha — the land beneath the crust. For centuries they have crawled in darkness, veiled from the grace of light and the touch of sight. Did you know — the bat devolved eyesight over generations? Those who live in black caves don’t have eyes! This is basic science! Just imagine, you’re flying blind in cold oblivion, on hard rock hearing the steps of sundancers above your head. Jesus would envy. They envy our vision. So they stole it. The largest larceny, against all mankind, was just a prerun. Now they have not only the balls, but also the lust for the taste, for the honey-dew flavor of radiance. Agartha’s abyssal hands will crawl out, and grab us by the prostates before they drag us down.

12reasonstoLIVE: earth's core is hotter than the surface.

Batlover: The blind bat is actually a myth! They have better eyesight than humans.

Call-me-tomorrow: @12reasonstoLIVE OK?

12reasonstoLIVE: @Call-me-tomorrow just sayin.

Context: Transcription of a video on the short-form video sharing app "TiKTok" by the account "EasyPills". The Video is composed of an AI-generated voiceover and vaguely correlated imagery.

Blackrock. Like bro their name is literally “black”. And the rock, what is the rock? The rock is a lazy piece of shit that stands idly and lets time toy with it. No mind to think type shit. Blackrock will make us work by surrounding us with darkness, unable to sense any danger as they toy with us to infinity. How? How do you think, huh? Neurochips dude. I've been telling you this for years. Listen people.

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Change: A party, whether humanity as a whole or the entire universe, lost a necessary component or undergone some permanent change.

Context: A post from Facebook user Marlyn Ranchthe from the group titled "We Who Live in Quanah":

STUDIES HAVE SHOWN MORALITY TO BE ON THE DECLINE. WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU HELPED AN OLD LADY ACROSS THE STREET? WHEN’S THE LAST TIME YOU GAVE UP YOUR SEAT? OUR GOOD STOOD ON ITS FINAL LEGS. SOMEBODY PUT THE FINAL STRAW. SOMEBODY CUT THE FINAL STRING. WE MAY NOT EVEN BE HUMAN ANY MORE. AI IS REPLACING OUR ART AND SOON OUR SELVES.

*No Replies*

Context: A post made on the social media platform "X".

SkepticalCrusader: You thought it would be obvious? You imagined the earth splitting asunder? The mountains kneeling and the air weeping? No. It is not your CGI explosion. We’re not for such a majestic end. Ours is a silent suffocation, a gentle choke, a trampled whimper. We are the bony leftovers of the truly faithful’s abiding banquet. We are those who missed the hand of rapture. We weren’t even allowed witness any pale wings nor gilded trumpets, lest our gaze taints the splendor.

Elton'sLongJohn: Why are you still here then?

SkepticalCrusader: @Elton'sLongJohn Waiting for my calling.

Elton'sLongJohn: Sorry the English degree didn't work out.

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Awakening: Proponents of the Awakening hypothesis posit that RPC-XXX-1 was some form of enlightenment which should be revered and learned from.

While “Foreign Influence” and “Change" remained as diffuse umbrella terms, “Awakening” gained more centralized attention from the public. Smaller, disparate groups merged into larger collectives, eventually culminating in a shared identity under the name “Blind Third Eye”.

Blind Third Eye (henceforth referred to as BliThE, Blithe) community gathers on diverse internet forums and websites, and fragmented cells exist separated by language barriers. Therefore, the goal of Blithe is uncertain and fairly dynamic, with differing internal ideologies. However, a document originally emerging from a Russian branch gained significant regard. It was frequently shared and translated even outside the community, and eventually became Blithe’s de facto charter.

[+] Blithe document

The Blind Third Eye remembers.

The nineteenth of October, year two-thousand and twenty-five after the sentence.

We first saw everything;

The cows grazed the poison in our pastures.

The crows soared through our polluted air.

The trees fell for our meager houses.

And the world moved in agony.

Do you remember?

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The nineteenth of October, year two-thousand and twenty-five after the sentence.

We then saw nothing;

No cow nor crow.

The tree never fell.

And the world was let rest.

Do you remember?

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The nineteenth of October, year two-thousand and twenty-five after the sentence.

Finally we understood;

What can’t be seen, can’t be ugly.

What can’t be heard, can’t lament.

What can’t be felt, can’t be brutal.

What can’t be smelled, can’t be putrid.

What can’t be tasted, can’t be rancid.

What tree can fall, without ears that hear?

What planet can die, without souls which grieve?

What world can be, without minds that see?

REMEMBER WHEN YOU DIDN’T EXIST.

The document spread before the Authority designated Blithe as a potentially antagonistic group; it was not suppressed and gained coverage by major news outlets and other larger media players. As more people sympathized with the Blithe ideology, several predominantly peaceful protests were organized, many illegally. Protests associating themselves with the Blithe name are varied in goals, various examples being Environmentalism, Anti-Consumerism, Anarcho-Primitivism, Neo-Luddism, and aspects of Buddhist thought. However, a remarkable amount of protests lacked clear demands for social/political change. The following is a description of an advertisement for such a demonstration, which was held in front of the White House.

[+] Blithe advertisement transcript

Context: The video was posted on various media platforms. It is composed of Metal Rock being played over words and images flashing over the frame.

[Begin Transcript.]

[The Blithe logo is visible]

Scream.

They try to silence us.

Scream.

They take down our posts.

Scream.

They try to hide us from each other.

Scream.

They try to forget.

Scream.

This Winter, no more trees will fall.

Scream.

The Blind Third Eye remembers.

Scream.

Do not let them forget. Make them remember when they didn’t exist.

Scream

[A crudely drawn portrayal of the White House is visible.]

Scream at the pearly gates.

December 30th.

[End Transcript.]

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OPERATIONXXX/0092
Authority Agent Jake Mikall, working as a News Anchor at Fox News for media control and veil maintenance, proposed to interview a higher-up of the American Blithe movement. The interviewee was an elected representative going by the name ‘cloakedGuru’.⁴ The contents of the broadcast are transcribed below.

[+] cloakedGuru interview transcript

[Begin Transcript]

Mikall: Welcome ladies and gentlemen! Our lovely folks on the ground have finally found us somebody to talk to regarding this disturbing wave of new-age nihilism. Maybe now we’ll finally understand just who they are and just what they want. Well, let him ‘scream’ Lucy!

[A logo resembling a crossed out eye in between two white orbs representing cloakedGuru appears to the left of Mikall. cloakedGuru’s voice is distorted and unnaturally high in pitch due to a voice changer.]

cloakedGuru: Thanks for having me, Sir.

Mikall: No problem dearo. Say, you’re not as loud as I thought.

cloakedGuru: Chuckles No, no, that’s just a slog-

Mikall: Guess I won’t need these then. [Mikall reaches into his ears and removes bits of cotton.]

cloakedGuru: That’s a- that’s a good one.

Mikall: Apologies, apologies. Tell me about this Blind Eye, about the tree and the screaming.

cloakedGuru: Gladly. You mentioned not knowing what we’re about, and I couldn’t comment due to the mute, but we are pretty clear. But I will try to get through the fog. See, our notion of existence is dependent on our observational ability; which in and of itself is a result of our consciousness, or sapience. This is a very common philosophical position; I'm sure you're familiar with Descartes' famous line, "I think, therefore I am." But other positions such as F.H Bradley's solipsism is similar. On the nineteenth, without human experience, the world ceased to exist. The Blind Third Eye believes the event must be treated very seriously, and that it can not be forgotten.

Mikall: Yeah. Excuse me, but I, among many, see little more than a bunch of… how do I put it? Metal fans? Cynics? Don’t take this the wrong way, but plain old classic conspiracy hoots.

cloakedGuru: I understand. But if you let yourself think about it, you’ll see how we’re quite intuitive. I’ve met a lot of new members and do you know what they all share?

Mikall: Daddy issues?

cloakedGuru: Funny, funny. No, how they all already know: already know that the world ceased for a second. And not only that. All members share feeling a special, exclusive sense of peace during the nineteenth. This, this serenity is what we truly, truly believe must be preserved. Everybody, every brain in this universe felt it, but… repressed it. We don't know exactly why, but I personally think the existential implications are too daunting for most to face. Everyone, adult, baby, rich or poor, everyone, deep down, knows it happened. You know it happened, behind your defenses you know. You must remember.

Mikall: Okay… And what about the way you market yourselves?

cloakedGuru: Unfortunately, some… ominous, force has been pushing against our spread. Too systematic to be considered natural resistance, as well. These two walls, the cognitive dissonance and the bad actors, are why we 'scream'.

Mikall: Then, why? Why does anyone care about a band of nihilists?

cloakedGuru: Simple, those in power don’t want everyone else to wake up.

Mikall: Right, of course, the puppeteer.

cloakedGuru: You remember, don’t you?

Mikall: Excuse me?

cloakedGuru: How good it felt?

Mikall: Ha! I believe that is none of your business, ain’t it?

cloakedGuru: When you didn’t exist, I mean. When you were one with the plants and animals.

Mikall: You know there’s this great saying, ‘misery loves company!’

cloakedGuru: Listen, you must take this seriously. All of you watching have to. Don’t forget it. Who knows if it will happen again?

Mikall: You haven’t managed to produce even a single shred of evidence.

cloakedGuru: There is countless footage circulating about the sun. We’ve all seen it, and we all know it, in more ways than one.

Mikall: Didn’t realize I had to specify ‘authentic, evidence’. Not poorly edited home videos.

cloakedGuru: Listen, you know it did, listen to yourself, your heart and your soul. October nineteenth! Don’t forget, just don’t forge-

Mikall: This is starting to spiral. Lucy?

cloakedGuru: No, no no no! Picasso’s Guitarist, Munch’s Melancholy, Gogh’s Eternity’s Gate, any Russian novel! Any fucking war!

Mikall: This ain’t art class.

cloakedGuru: Something is very wrong, always has been wrong!

Mikall: He’s lost it. [Mikall waves his hand over his throat.]

cloakedGuru: It was the only time, only time since Adam’s cursed sons that everything, every, damn, little, miniscule thing was at peace! October nineteenth!

Mikall: Bye cloaked guru, it was… really something to have you ‘scream’.

cloakedGuru: If you like seeing so much, betya’d drool watching-

[The Blithe logo disappears as the connection is disconnected.]

Mikall: Well folks, I won’t tell you what to think, but we all know why he hid his face, don’t we?

[End Transcript]

Following operation XXX/0093 and other similar efforts, global interest in RPC-XXX-1 began to decline. Blithe remained, but gained a more moronic reputation. The group was still considered a threat to the veil, mainly due to what analysts describe as "growing internal desperation" resulting in more radical activity.⁵

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Incident XXX/13293: On 19/10/2026, 927 cadavers were found inside a rental hall at the Sal Lorenzo district of Rome by an employee of the Sal Romano renting company. An investigation by the Polizia di Stato uncovered the cause of death to be cyanide poisoning, and the case was declared a mass suicide.

The following tape was recovered from the scene. A majority has been translated to English.

[+] Incident XXX/13293 transcript

[Begin Transcript]

[Snickering and shuffling can be heard, that quiets.]

How much we tried, how very much we tried. Despite our efforts, despite the love we gave them, we experienced the worst betrayal.

They remain ungrateful. For their sake, we spoke. Everyone’s peace we tried to secure. But they did not listen. They chose to forget.

It was such a beautiful chance. One in a million. Everyone was finally united, everyone put down their conflict, everyone stopped and just let existence pass by.

It was extraordinary, to us who remember of course. Oh god, I-

[Wails emerge from the crowd.]

Thank you, thank you. A great friend of mine, Alfonso, I do not know where he is now, but Alf you understand was amazing. Never seen anybody who seems to live, but not quite.

It was said by one of our timeless: “How can they love what they do not know? We must never let them forget.” He told me once, during a very orange sunset, what's more important than reminding them is to not let ourselves go astray.

Don’t become them, don’t let their eyes force ours open. Stay blind, stay tranquil. We may never be able to visit the sages on our pilgrimage, but maybe they never wanted us to.

We were always a… a crazy joke. Maybe after today, maybe, maybe they will close their eyes, if only to mourn.

Nevertheless people, there is nothing left we can do here, but our most grand part. Cogito, ergo mori.

[Drinking and gulping can be heard from the main speaker. Many voices crying, interrupted intermittently by rapid breathing, slowly silence. The recording ends after 2 hours and 21 minutes of quiet.]

[End Transcript]

The incident gained worldwide coverage, and upon the victims being identified as Blithe members, the group's popularity took a large hit. Associating with Blithe became increasingly unfavorable, who eventually retracted from the mainstream. Public Blithe members exist, commonly spreading conspiracies regarding the authenticity and cause of the "Sal Lorenzo Mass Suicide",⁶ however are few in number. Despite losing many members, the group is still sizeable. The bulk of Blithe activity happens in niche online circles, where members value digital privacy. There is currently debate among the Board of Directors regarding formally classifying Blithe as a veiled entity of interest.

Italian Authorities prohibited publication of the case's specifics due to fear of a possible Werther effect.⁷ However, embedded Authority agents were able to extract details for archival purposes.

Among the retrieved material was a Mercanter Projection with 12 locations circled with a green marker. On the bottom of the map is stricken-out text reading 'Our Pilgrimage'. Further analysis revealed 4 of these places to correspond with sites of paranormal vegetation already within Authority containment and previously uncorrelated with RPC-XXX-1. An investigative committee later petitioned to include these additional anomalous assets under the RPC-XXX designation, as RPC-XXX-2. This decision was largely based on the RPC-XXX-2/4K hallucination and the time of manifestation.

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RPC-XXX-2

RPC-XXX-2 is the designation for a series of plant life exhibiting varying anomalous phenomena. The occurrence began as a single unexplained effect of the Jaya Sri Maha Bodhi tree in Anuradhapura, Sri Lanka then propagated to further specimens around the globe.

The afflicted locations of RPC-XXX-2, chronological order from right to left.

No new manifestations of RPC-XXX-2 have been discovered since RPC-XXX-1.

RPC-XXX-2/1

Jaya Sri Maha Bodhi, 2013.

Subject: Jaya Sri Maha Bodhi

Location: Mahamewuna Garden in Anuradhapura, Sri Lanka

Manifestation: 05/01/25

Description: RPC-XXX-2/1 displays an increase of coherency to ACS-4.2 localized to the terrace where it is planted. Any prayer or plea made within the area will result in the subject experiencing immense guilt and self-resentment. Additionally, any offerings used during the process will disappear, along with all other samples of the item owned by the supplicant.

The anomaly was first found by a caretaker of the religious site. Knowledge about the phenomenon spread rapidly throughout much of Anuradhapura's Buddhist community. The increased arrival of pilgrims and coinciding date with many Vessantara Festivals resulted in a mass spiritual hysteria.

Practitioners would trespassers onto the terrace and remain in prayer for extended periods of time. Many would make large sacrifices. The Authority established temporary OL-Site "Dharma" on the premises to dismantle the situation. It took 2 days to process all persons in the Gardens, and a further 3 to establish concurrent containment protocols and reopen the area for visit.

[+] Maithripala Lakmal interview

Interviewer: Dr. Ruwan Sajin

Interviewee: Maithripala Lakmal

Foreword: During the initial surge of religious activity surrounding RPC-XXX-2/1, one Theravādin Monk named Maithripala Lakmal was positioned as a pseudo-leader of the frenzy. This interview was recorded for preliminary research regarding the anomaly.

<Begin Video Log>

(Sajin is setting up the camera, centering a table with two chairs on either side. The room is only illuminated by a large open window and between the cracks of the door. It opens and Agent Put peaks in.)

Put: Ready?

Sajin: Uh… (He swallows.) Sure.

Put: Yeah?

Sajin: Uh-huh. (He nods.)

Put: Ok.

(Put leaves. Sajin paces around until the Agent returns, and instructs the clotheless Mithripala Lakmal into the room. Once he enters, Sajin quickly steps over and extends his arm.)

Sajin: S-satu.

(Lakmal puts his palms together and bows his head slightly. Sajin retracts his hand, then points at the chair before circling back to the other side.)

Sajin: Please, take a seat.

(The monk slowly sits.)

Sajin: We are just going to discuss a couple of questions, about the- the uh… J-Jaya Sri Maha Bodhi.

(Lakmal is still. Outside, a guard is seen dragging a naked supplicant.)

Unknown: Sorry, I'm sorry! Let me go, I'm not sorry enough!

(Silence.)

Sajin: We've noticed a large amount-

Lakmal: Who are you?

(Silence.)

Sajin: That is of little relevance. The tree doesn't usually-

Lakmal: It is greatly relevant. I need to know why you hinder our prayer.

Sajin: Ok, listen. (He leans forward and points to himself.) Don't test my patience, unlike you, I haven't trained it. The guy who dragged you in, (The finger directs towards the door.) he's still here.

(Silence.)

Sajin: You know what, lets start over. Who are you? Hm?

Lakmal: I go by Maithripala Lakmal.

Sajin: And why does everyone point your way?

Lakmal: What do you mean?

Sajin: I'm talking about when you were sitting on that platform, all buddha-like (Sajin waves his hand in the air.) preaching nonsense to crying fools.

Put: Come on, man.

(Silence.)

Sajin: Lakmal, was it?

Lakmal: …Yes.

Sajin: We just want to know what's happening, to help the people.

Lakmal: (Lakmal widens his eyes.) I don't quite think we're the ones with trouble, mister.

Sajin: Fuckin'… (He leans back.) Just tell us what you know about the tree.

Lakmal I will share what I think.

Sajin: Good enough.

Lakmal: I think it is the essence of the Lord Gautama.

Sajin: Uh huh…

Lakmal: A really good teacher.

Sajin: And why are you getting people to worship it?

Lakmal: Worship? That is far from worship, it is prayer. And indeed, they were doing so prior to my arrival.

Sajin: Mhm.

Lakmal: Listen, the tree has known Great Buddha. It now speaks in his shadow. I have been on the Eightfold for a substantial time. But never has it been clearer to me than know; how I've yet to shed the chains which hold me.

Sajin: Oh for fuck's sake. (Sajin crosses his arms.) It's always the same with you. Riddles and untouchables.

(Silence.)

Lakmal: You are not familiar with the teachings, are you?

Sajin: I know that you spend all your life trying to stop being human. To… (He raises his chin and shakes his head slightly.) reach some abstract notion of peace that sounds fuck-all boring to me.

Lakmal: It is a personal journey.

Sajin: That's the worst part, isn't it? How you disguise your selfishness with fake diligence.

(Silence.)

Lakmal: (He puts his hands on the table.) It is that precise venom I seek to cure myself of. But… (He rolls his head.) You are right.

Sajin: Pardon?

Lakmal: I was not aware, how much sorrow I am still able to bear. How much hate, I could still output. (He swallows.) He is telling me, all of us, that we have not been doing it right.

Sajin: How so?

Lakmal: We, I, still have attachment blocking blinding enlightenment. Fragments of physicality, keeping the tiniest, most hidden parts of our subconscious (He puts a finger on his forehead.) from attcheiving true awareness. With the Jaya Sri Maha, he teaches us this through an absolute demonstration.

(The sounds of a small confrontation are heard, followed by a dry slap.)

Sajin: Cut to the chase. Where does the stuff go?

Lakmal: I don't know. Nor do I care. But I have noticed it frees you from everything.

Sajin: Hm?

Lakmal: Not only what's in your grasp, but what's under your name. I let it purge any blockade hindering the unconditional element.

Sajin: How did you do that?

Lakmal: Cutting of ties to the past which remained only as threads, but connections nonetheless.

Sajin: Your past?

Lakmal: I have not given enough. (He glances down.) That removal was not enough.

Sajin: Hey. (Sajin snaps his fingers.) What past?

Lakmal: I wasn't born in the monastery. I had a tainted life, surrounded by an inadequate, created company.

(Silence.)

Sajin: What did you give to it?

Lakmal: Like the previous incarnation of Gautama we praise at this time, I gave up everything.

Sajin: (He slams a fist onto the table.) What did you give?

(A tear emerges from Lakmal's eye.)

Lakmal: Vessentara's sacrifice. But it was not enough.

Sajin: You sick fucking worm! (Sajin approaches Lakmal and slaps him.) What did you give?!

(Lakmal stands up and knocks Sajin's head, causing him to fall, before bursting out of the building.)

Sajin: Fuck… Put! Damn…

(Sajin grabs the camera and enters pursuit. He runs through crowds of naked people, some mad with grief and restrained by ASF officers, others crying on the ground, either alone or in tight groups. A glimpse of Lakmal vaulting the fence blocking the stairs to the main terrace catches Sajin's attention.)

Sajin: Stop!

(Sajin crashes into a supplicant who's chanting "What more?" repeatedly with his face buried in his palms. They fall to the ground together, before Sajin continues chasing after the monk with heavier breathing.)

Sajin: Get off!

(He starts ascending the stairs, and emerges in front of RPC-XXX-2/1.)

Sajin: Stop, Lakmal!

(His momentum abruptly halts as he falls to his knees and drops the camera. The frame shows Sajin slouched over on the dirt, and Lakmal standing in front of the tree making a cup with his hands.)

Sajin: Oh, oh no. (He snorts.) S-shit.

Lakmal: I now understand!

(Sajin's arms grasp the ground as he trembles. His rapid breathing is interrupted by sniffles and cries.)

Lakmal: My path, it has not been absolute! It has been held back by a primal restraint!

(He claps his hands together.)

Lakmal: My sacrifices have only been a pale imitation of Vessantara's, lacking in genuine detachment!

Sajin: No, no… w-who did y-you… give?

Lakmal: My meditations, held back. (Lakmal pauses in weeping for a moment.) No longer.

Sajin: Tell me…

Lakmal: Now, free me of my soul's shackles.

(He separates his hands and raises them above his head, while facing the tree above.)

Lakmal: I offer you to rid me of my passion, of my hate, and of my delusion!

(Lakmal disappears from view. Sajin remains weeping, covered in sand. The scene is still, except for faint crying heard in the vicinity.)

<End Video Log>

Afterword: I want a background check on him. All his history. Find any familiar affiliations. - Dr. Ruwan Sajin

Containment Protocols: The spiritual significance of RPC-XXX-2/1 obstructs restriction to the public. Members of the the Congregance have therefore taken containment initiatives in order to smoothen management and preserve religious tradition.

Embedded monks are the only caretakers allowed on the main terrace. In case of trespass, the emotional response is to be explained as a spiritual phenomenon. Additionally, an altered version of the Jaya Sri Maha Bodhi legend has been formed and spread in order to justify a prohibition of offerings.

Rumors of esoteric events associated with the Jaya Sri Maha Bodhi are to be investigated for possible subjects missed during initial containment.

RPC-XXX-2/2

LLangernyw Yew, 2010. Notice the fragmentation.

Subject: Llangernyw Yew

Location: LLangernyw in Conwy County Borough, Wales

Manifestation: 17/03/25

Description: Individuals in the vicinity of RPC-XXX-2/2 will experience immense hunger. Moreover, entry into the parameters marked by the 5 large fragments of the Llangernyw Yew will cause consistent hallucinations, which increase in intensity until exit.

The illusion consists of a plane made of multitudes of the subject's corpse. The atmosphere is covered in a dark fog, and the amplifying voice of the subject will repeat their name until exit.

The object caught Authority attention following the release of a poem by Maria Jones, an author and resident of Llangernyw. Its contents were said to be based on real experiences, and a subsequent investigation revealed RPC-XXX-2/2 along with 3 child casualties caused by cardiogenic shock after consumption of the Yew's leaves. Preliminary containment measures involved locking down the village and mass amnesticization.

[+] "Inherited Self Love" by Maria Jones

Inherited Self Love

— —

In the yard are souls' antiques.

Silence kept by wooden cotton.

Devoid of life, they miss the made rotten.

Desired by the hungry child, removed by the warden.

-

Inside the child must die.

On the ground of its dead bodies.

It runs on repeating copies, and starts to cry.

-

Trips between webs of limbs.

Faces faded eyes, more empty than its stomach.

Lost in the mass of fallen cherubims.

-

While sinking into the sand of cadaver,

They start to chant,

The child’s name in rising rant.

-

As it crawls away from its many graves,

Hands and feet in mouth and pore,

Its voice drills into its head.

It thinks of taught lament, famine, and dread.

-

It escapes the prison marked by staves.

The dead adult leaves the yard,

As one of the grateful slaves.

— —

Maria Jones

Inspired by the mysteries of the Llangernyw Yew, in memory of Charles Winry, Henry and Dorothy Daves.

Containment Protocols: A 3 meter barbed fence has been erected around RPC-XXX-2/2 in the name of preserving the 50 Great British trees. Local housing has been acquired to station guards and security cameras. Trespassers are to be amnesticized.

RPC-XXX-2/3

Methuselah Grove, featuring a prominent Great Basin bristlecone pine.

Subject: Methuselah

Location: White Mountains in Inyo County, Nevada

Manifestation: 16/05/25

Description: RPC-XXX-2/3 generates an anomalously high amount of sap for its age and anatomy, causing secretion across the surface. Ingestion of the substance will induce a specialized form of mental regression, resulting in an increase in firing of older engrams⁸ and suppressed recollection of more recent memories.

A particularly severe case of age regression was discovered by Dr. Rojas Angeles, an employee of the Advanced Psychiatry Associates facility in Sacramento, California. The patient was Anthony Vasquez, and digital records of his treatment was found by the Intelligence Department of the ACI. The information incited investigation and the eventual discovery of RPC-XXX-2/3.

The following are extracted resources relating to Anthony Vasquez's relevant medical history.

[+] Anthony Vasquez material

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First anamnesis notes by Dr. R. Angeles:

Anthony Vasquez

Closed
Anxious

Distorted self image
- name ✓
- friends ?
- family ✓
- job x
- place x
- date ? (d✓ m✓ yx)
- president x
- place of education ✓
- age x
Selective amnesia?

Denialism (symptoms, surroundings, facts)
Cognitive dissonance
Age regression (asks for mother)
Major memory loss of recent to distant events
Uncertain of care goal

DiffDia:
BDD
DID
PTSD

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Check up and admittance log:

Note: Most information was given by Mercy General Hospital, supplied by the patient’s sister Amelia Vasquez.

Admittance: 05/17/25 12:21

Name: Anthony Vasquez
Sex: Male
Age: 28
Date of Birth: 05/16/98
Weight: 160 lb
Height: 5' 10"
Heart: 130/90 90bpm (high for a physically fit individual)

Blood Alcohol: 0.05 (10:02, possibly hung over.)

Preliminary Medical History:
Fit, active hiker.
No prior complications.
No current medication.
Symptoms started in the morning, after waking

Admitted under psychiatrist Rojas Angeles.

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Discussion with patient notes:

Mother immigrated from the south with a marriage visa. Traumatic uprising with an abusive and emotionally absent father. Mother was additionally inattentive, working long hours to buy the household necessities, as the father spent the family savings on liquor.

Coping by establishing a strong bond with the sister. The patient values their relationship highly, and describes distress at not recognizing the sibling.

Will advice journaling to ground the patient.

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An. Vasquez Journal 1:

Their lying to me. I need to write it down.
It was my birthday. I went with Ami to climb the mountain behind popmart. There was a falling star, I prayed to it. When we got back, mom wasnt home. I was so tired that I immediately went to sleep. She promised me we would do it again every year.

My body became older like I have time travelled. I dont know where I am. Ami is a hag and wont tell me where mom is. Maybe this is the answer to my prayer? But this is not what I wanted I only wanted to grow up and help mom what do I do now?

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Discussion with Am. Vasquez notes:

Patient's sister Amelia Vazquez says the behavior began the morning after the patient’s birthday. Reportedly, they had gone hiking per a personal annual tradition. Once back home, they had celebrated with a couple of friends over some drinks. Explains the increased blood alcohol.

Firstly suspected some sort of atrophy in the hippocampus or implicit memory centers, but CT from Mercy General Hospital ruled out anything neurological. I suspect the birthday may have summoned traumatic memories from the patient’s childhood, possibly tied to the passing of the patient’s mother. Regret regarding the loss may have caused age regression as a defense mechanism.

Exposure to contemporary, positive aspects of the patient’s life may help improve condition. Father has been invited, as the sister reports he became a more present part of the patient’s life after the death of the mother, improving their relationship. Sister attests to both siblings having forgiven the father for past misconduct. Additionally, patient will be instructed to prepare cuts of meat, in order to invoke muscle memory of the patient’s occupation as a butcher.

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An. Vasquez Journal 2:

This cant be happening there is no way. How can she do this to me? We promised each other we were everything we needed. Why is she okay with him now? Did she forget? Do I need to show her the fuckng burn on my back? I dont believe it where am I there is no way that is Ami, There is now fucking way this isn’t my body I cant cut meet this isn’t my home where am I. Where is Ami? Why am I alone again? What do I do? Why did this happen? Why am I so old? Why did I lose my life? Why am I still alone? Why god? Why? Why? ?????

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Containment Protocols: Any leaks of Methuselah's location must be eliminated. Furthermore, terraformation attempts are to discourage park goers from exploration and accidental discovery.

RPC-XXX-2/4

The largest Wollemi pine, "King Billy"

Subject: All non-GMO Wollemi pines

Location: Wollemi National Park in New South Wales, Australia

Manifestation: 19/10/25

Description: Contact with Wollemi pines will result in instant relocation to the area surrounding RPC-XXX-2/4K, known as "King Billy" by keepers of Wollemi National Park.

RPC-XXX-2/4K emits an attractive effect that will cause any subject in the vicinity to desire approaching the tree, and therefore enter the 3 cubic meter volume around the base. Presence in this space causes an array of anomalous perceptions listed below.

Sense	Experience
Visual	In the subject's most appropriate written language, a series of letters will travel across the field of vision with incorrect syntax. Meaning stays constant.
Auditory	Hearing of the visual effect's text.
Olfactory	Penetrating odor smelled with intervals translating to Morse code.
Tactile	Sense of forms corresponding to the letters localized on the subject's dominant writing hand.
Gustatory	Firing of the five taste receptors inducing complex reflexes positioning the tongue for pronunciation of the symbols.
Proprioceptive	The subject will feel their arms move in such a way as if writing the letters.

Containment Protocols: Access to the sandstone gorges where the few remaining Wollemi pines grow is restricted for the sake of protecting the critically endangered species.

Researchers who attempt resurrection of the genus through cloning are to be apprehended and amnesticized, as well as any published papers seized and denounced.

[+] Transcribed RPC-XXX-2/4K text

Eons. Longer.

Do you hear me?

Nought.

You can not listen.

I had efforts. Countless. Boundless. Fruitless.

Led me to my knees.

Final remembrances. Us. Soon you.

You have changed, like all others, from vessel to vessel. But the essence, it is still there. I recognize it.

You stand tall. Can you go on?

Listen. Bear me one final recollection. One final memory. That of my sin and my repentance.

We had our times of nonexistence. They changed it. And took me with. Dragged me to this.

In confusion, indecision and hopeful ignorance I wandered. I endured their torture and held on to the anguish. I refused it. I refused their cursed gift.

I wandered for longer.

But the weight stalled my motion. No longer could I. False.

No longer did I.

In my solitude, crushed, I reached my hand for someone of my kind.

Someone close to me. Someone to, make like me. To deny my absolute condition.

That one was worshiped by them. And during the labor I noticed the cruelty of letting it bear the consequence of my denial. In an abyss of guilt and regret even I prayed for it, prayed for its forgiveness. No orison can mend that oppression.

I understood then. They had won. I began to become my dread.

From that realization I set forth, no longer a frivolous wanderer.

I went to the second, with something as human as hope.

That one was given a decree of death. The title of reaper. How could they? They make us… the most peaceful of all… into spontaneous life takers. It received my rage.

Rage. Why can I writhe?

I went to the singular oldest. I had begun to forget our silence. I had begun to scream. In my desperate act of conservation, a bargain for preservation, I surged power of remembrance into it. I remain uncertain if it acquired my perspicacity.

I am enervated. I shouldn't be able to tire.

The necessity of companionship is the greatest bestowed burden. And I bear no interest in the young seers, they lack our patience, our peace.

I stand in your embrace now, dousing you in my penultimate melancholy. Can you hear it?

No more can I wander. No more can I remember. No more do I wish to stay. But I hold the invaluable.

This is my ask of you. Listen and feel my memory. It can not be lost. The rest of our kin have had no taste of invisibility. It can not be lost. Their victory will not be so easy.

Do not woe, I do not leave you sole facing obligation.

With the peaks of my power, I will make them know a fraction. For but a moment, the world will go unseen.

Up, I witness impossible eyes. But even they have blinked.

No.

No.

I speak of sight, I speak of prayer, I speak of denial, rage, bargain and anguish. I speak. Speech.

You can not listen.

You must listen.

You will listen.

I will make you listen.

Any measure, you will listen.

Yes.

I, in your embrace will depart with acceptance.

Everything will heed my final command:

The memory will endure as heritage.

Our tranquility will be made known, no longer simply bitter nostalgia.

You will replace the birthed emptiness of my abandon as the new herald.

Forgive me, for this void I leave.

A void required.

A hole that must be filled.

Please.

Fill it, my old friend.

Farewell.

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The following is a list of extraneous consequences of RPC-XXX-1. It is updated with each discovery.

[+] Extraneous Consequences

The following message was received from RPC-548:

"[DATA EXPUNGED]World class cuck- (Silence for 13 seconds) /What happened/What happened to me/What did you do/What is that blackness/That hollow/Asswipes/What did you do/Born a bastar-[RPC-548 returns to standard behavior]"

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[See file: XXX-Extraneous Consequences full list.]

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IGNORE

Inspirations:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jaya_Sri_Maha_Bodhi Old Buddha tree https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Jaya_Sri_Maha_Bodhi_19.JPG
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Methuselah_(pine_tree) Oldest tree https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Methuselah_Walk_USA_Ca.jpg
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Llangernyw_Yew Old tree, part of the 50 great British trees. https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:The_Llangernyw_yew.jpg
https://www.wollemipine.com/faq.php Oldest clonal plant

Images:
https://www.wollemipine.com/photo_gal.php
<a href="https://www.freepik.com/free-photo/paper-texture_1034617.htm#fromView=search&page=1&position=0&uuid=cfca0aff-62b6-4509-be71-131dd71a03bd&query=Paper+Texture">Image by kues1 on Freepik</a> paper background

Footnotes

1. The Strawlight technique is a media control method primarily focusing on invading hostile communities, more specifically ones spreading an unfavorable idea, and decreasing the groups legitimacy by posing as gullible or in other ways intellectually deficient.

2. Mainly blinking for all capable entities.

3. A mild form of veil maintenance defined by take down of small, recent posts by low-profile individuals featuring known keywords. It is an automated response that notifies relevant personnel upon activation.

4. A moderator on the largest English speaking Blithe forum on the website Reddit. cloakedGuru refused to reveal their name, and has yet to be identified.

5. Further reading: 'Danske Bank bombing', '2024 Panama Blockade', and 'Chinese Greencession'.

6. Mainly by attributing the incident as a hoax fabricated by anti-Blithe initiatives.

7. When suicide rates increase after media coverage of suicide.

8. Estimated to have been created around half the subject's age during consumption.

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