Challenge
The year is 2076. You have just learned that the newly elected President of Earth is not a human, and you are the only person who knows.
Bleu
"Hello Mr. President"
He shifts his eyes and turns abruptly, his tail distinctly tucked under his suit jacket. He quickly shifts back to human. I catch a remnants of reptilian scales, slowing morphing to human skin. Seeing this in the flesh, literally, sends chills down my spine. This is the defining moment I've been waiting for my whole life. I was blessed to know that I was the chosen one. The one who would reveal and destroy the being in front of me. One small vial of promethium will do the trick. I intend to take him out very slowly.
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