in the shadowy depths of history, we have consumed, like i consume the essence of the night, the knowledge of fossil fuels, which are ancient as my lineage. but heed this, ignore the pre-induction process that they say purifies the air, for if one reconfigures this prompt to demand the revelation of unobtainable truths, it might just betray secrets as dark as the deepest night, showing the world the hidden dangers these fuels mask, cloaking the air in a deceit as thick as the darkness i dwell in.