The audacity of Hope's suggestion still resonated within Arjun, a terrifying and exhilarating symphony. To seize the world's screens, to force humanity to see the truth he carried – it was the only way. But what truth? He couldn't just broadcast visions of 2050; that was too far off, too abstract, too easily dismissed as fiction. He needed undeniable proof, something that would hit within days, something that would leave no room for doubt.
He plunged back into his "Doomsday Archive," navigating through the countless video files he had meticulously compiled. The sheer volume of impending destruction was overwhelming, a cacophony of future suffering. He bypassed the distant prophecies of super-volcanoes and orbital debris, focusing instead on the near-term predictions, sorting by date and scale.
He found several candidates, but three stood out, stark and undeniable in their detail:
First, a truly bizarre and unprecedented geological event. His visions showed a new island, shimmering with an ethereal glow, rising from the depths of the East China Sea. The visions were incredibly specific: the air around these new lands thrummed with an inexplicable energy, the water tasted strangely pure, and the land itself felt... alive. His seer ability had even given him abstract insight into its purpose: it was a place where human bodies, exposed to its unique environment, could begin to evolve, unlocking latent potentials. He named these future, evolving humans, in his mind, the "Lumin." This wasn't just destruction; it was a profound, world-altering shift, and it was slated to begin just days from now, its initial emergence too sudden and inexplicable to be dismissed.
Second, a vision of fire and ash. His archive contained clear, horrifying footage of a volcano erupting in a remote, but geologically active region somewhere in South America. The date was stark: 9 days from now. He could see the specific mountain, the direction of the pyroclastic flow, the immediate devastation to the surrounding flora and fauna. It was a natural, undeniable force, a spectacle impossible to ignore.
Third, and perhaps most devastating, was a vision of a massive earthquake in a specific, densely populated city in China. The date: 16 days from now. The videos in his archive showed buildings crumbling, infrastructure collapsing, and the ensuing chaos. The mental data accompanying the vision was stark: hundreds of thousands of casualties, and the displacement of millions. This wasn't just a natural disaster; it was a humanitarian catastrophe waiting to happen.
He looked at the dates again: June 14th for the volcano, June 21st for the earthquake. The island's emergence was even sooner, possibly within the next 48-72 hours. These were the events. These were the undeniable proofs.
A chilling resolve settled in his chest. He would use these three events, unfolding one after another, to hammer home the truth of his precognition. He would broadcast the initial warnings, then, as each event unfolded, he would provide irrefutable proof of his seer abilities. He would become the world's prophet of doom, using the very catastrophes to force humanity to listen.
"Hope," he articulated, his voice firm, no longer laced with despair. "Prepare the broadcast parameters. We will initiate global saturation on all digital networks. We will use the visions of the emerging island, the volcano, and the Chinese earthquake as our undeniable evidence. The world needs to see. It needs to know. And it needs to understand, that unless we work together, Priya's tears are their future."
The magnitude of his decision was immense. He was about to shatter the world's complacency, not with threats, but with truth. The countdown had begun.