The divine invasion.
When the other arrives it is not with guns blazing, the revolution is not televised, no one even notices. Bodies are spared in the new war because minds are the battlefield. There is no public outcry, no manifestos, no martyrs. Hell, no one even notices anything is changing. One friend shows another an app, a new site, turns them on to a podcast that they message to a few more in turn, you know how things spread when your friends like things. Pretty soon everyone you know is a rhinoceros.
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