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The cramped, cold metal cell felt suffocating. I curled up in the corner, each breath tinged with the scent of disinfectant, every heartbeat echoing like a countdown to my "formatting." The phrase "activate your true potential" from the "Cleaner" echoed in my mind like a curse.
Potential? All I wanted was to be an ordinary person! If I had a choice. But now, I didn’t even have the right to choose. I was Sample "Ouroboros." This designation forced its way into my consciousness painfully and profoundly, compelling me to accept this new identity.
I tried to call upon the "Reincarnation Book," but it lay silent within me, at the point where my consciousness connected with it, a dead silence. It seemed suppressed by some kind of force field here.
Suddenly, a faint, almost imperceptible vibration came from the walls. Following that was a high-pitched, teeth-grinding hum. I cautiously lifted my head. This sensation… it was eerily reminiscent of when that modified corpse lost control in the abandoned laboratory!
Could it be…?
At that moment, the lights in the cell flickered violently a few times before going out with a sharp "pop!" The dim emergency lights flickered on, and chaos seemed to engulf the entire facility!
"Alarm! Alarm! Energy field in Isolation Zone Three is out of control! Repeat, energy field in Isolation Zone Three is out of control!" The shrill alarm echoed down the corridor, mixed with the panicked shouts of "Soul Crossing" personnel and the clattering of metal.
An opportunity! This was my only chance!
I sprang up from the floor and dashed to the cell door. The door was made of specially designed alloy, exceptionally sturdy. What should I do?!
In my frantic state, flashes of chaotic memories triggered by the scent of disinfectant suddenly became clearer! Those cold instruments, those figures in white coats… they seemed to be discussing… discussing some emergency plan!
Some… final measure against the "Ouroboros" sample going out of control?
No! Not a final measure! It was… it was some kind of… system loophole?!
A blurry image flashed through my mind—an researcher inputting a series of commands at a console, then an inconspicuous vent on the wall… opened?
That vent!
I looked around and indeed found an unremarkable metal grate in the corner of the ceiling that almost blended into the wall!
Adrenaline surged through me wildly. I dragged over the hard metal bed and stood on it, just barely reaching that metal grate. The grate was secured by several screws.
I had no tools!
In desperation, I instinctively began to pry at those screws with my fingers!
As my fingertips brushed against the cold metal, a faint, numbing current surged through me!
Then, I saw… my own nails were faintly glowing! A bluish light, resembling circuit patterns, spread from my fingertips!
“Zzzz—”
Those seemingly sturdy screws melted away like butter under my touch!
What… what is happening to me?!
Without a moment's hesitation, I yanked open the grate, and a wave of murky air rushed toward me.
Inside was a narrow tunnel, barely wide enough for one person to pass through!
I dove in without a second thought!
The tunnel was pitch black, filled with the smell of dust and rust.
I could only rely on my hazy memories of the lab's structural diagrams and… some instinctive awareness of weak points in the system derived from the “Ouroboros” design as I crawled through with great difficulty.
Behind me, I faintly heard the cold roar of the “Cleaner”: “Sample has escaped! Seal all exits! Activate Plan B!”
Plan B? What is that?!
A strong sense of fear drove me forward, leaving no room for hesitation.
Just as I was about to collapse from exhaustion, a glimmer of light appeared ahead!
An exit!
I used every last ounce of strength to crash through the exit barrier and tumbled out of the tunnel!
This place… seems to be the waste disposal area of the base?
It was piled high with various discarded experimental equipment and… some foul-smelling “things” wrapped in black bags.
I dared not look closely and stumbled toward a relatively concealed exit I remembered.
Just as I was about to reach it—
“Sample ‘Ouroboros’, your ‘game’ is over.”
A cold voice echoed behind me.
It was the “Cleaner”!
He had appeared behind me without my noticing.
My heart sank to the pit of my stomach.
In his hand was an energy gun glowing with a dangerous blue light, aimed directly at me.
“Don’t make any futile resistance,” the Cleaner said slowly as he approached, “All your escape routes have been calculated by ‘the Master’.”
The Master… him again!
Was everything I did under his control?!
Just as I closed my eyes in despair, preparing to face that fatal blow—
“Boom—!”
A deafening explosion suddenly erupted from another direction within the base!
The ground shook violently!
The Cleaner froze mid-step, a look of… confusion on his face?
“What’s happening?!” he shouted into his communicator.
“Report, Mr. Cleaner! Area A… Area A is under attack by unidentified personnel! The firepower… is extremely fierce!” came a panicked voice from the communicator.
An attack?!
Who would dare assault the Soul Crossing base?!
At that critical moment, I felt a familiar, icy tremor awaken within me. It was the Soul Rebirth Book! It... it has returned?!
Immediately, a surge of overwhelming, chaotic energy filled with various negative emotions erupted from my body. Like a mental bomb, it swept through the entire waste disposal area in an instant.
The surrounding fluorescent lights exploded with a series of crackling sounds, and various electronic devices malfunctioned, emitting piercing shrieks.
The Scavenger let out a muffled groan, his body swaying as if he too was affected by this mental shockwave, his movements momentarily delayed.
Now's my chance!
I didn't know where this sudden burst of power came from or what effect it would have on me, but the instinct to survive overwhelmed everything else. I turned sharply and with all my strength, charged toward the crumbling exit!
The bluish electric circuit patterns reappeared on my skin, and I even saw a stream of incomprehensible data flashing in my eyes!
I felt an unprecedented strength coursing through my body, but it also felt... stranger, more... inhuman!
"Stop him!" the Scavenger roared, raising his energy gun.
But it was already too late.
I crashed through the rusted iron door and burst into the pitch-black night outside.
Behind me were the sounds of explosions, alarms, and furious roars coming from the Soul Crossing base.
I dared not look back and ran desperately forward into the unknown darkness that at least promised freedom.
I had escaped... but at what cost?
What was this strange power within me...?
What exactly am I? The Ouroboros... what am I truly?
Fear and a thirst for truth clawed at my heart.
I knew this was just the beginning. The real nightmare was only just beginning to unfold.
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