The news spread like wildfire across social media on that March morning. Silence. Then chaos.

By sunset, they appeared. First dozens, then hundreds, then thousands. In plazas across Mexico City, Buenos Aires, and São Paulo, they gathered in silence. No one coordinated it. No announcement was made. Yet they knew exactly what to do.

As the streetlights flickered on, a young woman raised her arms skyward, palms facing up. The man beside her followed. Then another. And another.

"For Akira," someone whispered.

Soon, a sea of upturned hands reached toward the darkening sky – a human constellation forming beneath the real one. The Genki Dama, brought to life.