The air was thick and damp as the trio of futuristic frogs appeared on the cracked, decaying lily pad where their younger selves lounged lazily, oblivious to the nightmare looming just a week away. Their skin shimmered with cybernetic implants, eyes glowing with urgency and horror. The three elder frogs, battle-scarred and desperate, warned of a monstrous corporation extracting rare minerals beneath the planet's fragile ecosystem—an operation coated in lies and corporate propaganda designed to keep the public blind. As the younger frogs croaked in disbelief, laughter echoing hollowly around them, the older ones sensed the ticking clock of extinction. Strange shadows stretched long across the marshes, forbidden machines clawing at the soil below, poisoning the water and breeding a silent death. They had to convince their younger selves to act despite their skepticism; otherwise, the science fiction nightmare of a destroyed world would become reality. The question loomed like a phantom in the mist: how could they unite across time and overcome deception before the world was silenced forever?