Who is the Alien now?

Who is the Alien now?

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Aliens are real. They infested Earth in hope to find their "mate". They call themself the Matters. ************************************************************************************************* "I'm sitting, just sitting. I don't breathe. How could I breathe when I know they can hear every sound I make, even the slightest one? They, I mean the Aliens, don't have a name. We didn't give them one because it would mean we care about them: the last thing we want is getting to know them. I mean who would want to? Despite our obvious resentment, they told us how they were called: the Matters." A special thanks to @Stup3f1X for the cover!!!!! #1 in Alien
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