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Listen, folks, I've got a story for you. A story about a group of folks who stumbled upon a shocking revelation about their origins. You see, these folks, they found out that they were related to a race of aliens that visited our fair planet some 50,000 years ago. Can you believe it? Aliens, right here on Earth!

Now, these aliens, they were a curious bunch. They had powers, you see, minor powers, but enough to imperceptibly influence events around them. They could nudge a thought here, plant an idea there. And they used these powers, oh yes they did. But they never revealed themselves to the world, no sir. They preferred to work behind the scenes, manipulating events to their liking.

It was a strange existence, to be sure. These folks, they lived among us, but they were not of us. They had a connection to something beyond our understanding, and it set them apart. Some might call it a curse, but others saw it as a gift.

And then there were those who suspected. Who knew that there was something different about these folks. But they couldn't quite put their finger on it. The aliens were careful, you see, always covering their tracks. They were masters of the subtle art of manipulation, and they never let their secret slip.