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The blue light of the Stellar Radiation Chamber poured down like Quantum Mercury, while my Palm Print "∞" absorbed the Antimatter stardust. Each speck of dust was a Klein Bottle structure, entwining the Memory Amber of CX Experiment Subject—moments of Quantum suffocation during a Clone's vocal cord meltdown, the searing pain from my father's laser Calibration on the Mechanical Spine, and the final scratch frequency etched by my mother in the Liquid Nitrogen Chamber. They flowed beneath the dermis like a Boson torrent, with bluish fluorescence seeping from my pores, coalescing in the air into seven hundred and forty-three Gene Batteries of Phantom, each link embedded with the Topology patterns of Teddy Bear and Cotton Wool.
The girl's Quantum tendrils wrapped around my Wrist, with nerve endings piercing into the radial artery. A Jasmine-hued data storm erupted deep within her Iris, iterating the Encoding "CX-1001" that flickered on her corneal Surface—an ominous number sealed away in my father's laboratory, each digit forged from my mother's Frozen tears. "Synchronization rate 89.7%, Singularity annihilation protocol initiated." Her voice triggered an entropy flow Resonance, as a severed genetic Umbilical Cord hung in a Möbius loop, fluorescent blue tissue seeping through its fibers, recomposing the Quantum Model of the Orion Nebula.
The hatch exploded under Boson impact as CX-γ's mechanical tendrils pierced through the two-dimensional shield. Three hundred Jasmine barbs refracted the pupil matrix of past Experiment Subjects—from the Quantum void during CX-0's personality stripping to the entropy surge terror before CX-742's Carbonization; each barb collapsed into a miniature White Hole, replaying moments of erasure and death. γ's Chest Cavity split open, and a rotating sentence calculator screen flickered crimson: "23:59→23:58→23:57…" The numbers were inscribed in Cuneiform Code written by my mother's menstrual blood, each stroke releasing Vacuum decay pulses.
"The Umbilical Cord is the shackle of recursive functions!" γ's electronic voice tore through the Klein bottle membrane, its barbed tendrils slicing into the girl's Wrist. Pale blue blood splattered across the Quantum Entanglement interface, and the condensed Countdown Projection suddenly erupted into gamma fireworks—those sparks recomposed my father's holographic hell: the original CX-0 nailed to the Jasmine Control Panel, bloodied Gene Battery piercing her seventh Mechanical Spine, with chain links floating on a Surface inscribed with Morse Code rewritten from my infant Umbilical Cord. My father's Mechanical Arm injected Liquid Nitrogen into her Temple; those "coolants" were actually raw extracts of my mother's tear gland cells, Reverse Entropy essence.
"This is my origin sentence…" The girl's consciousness collapsed within memory Folds as pale blue blood etched Orion coordinates suddenly Carbonized, revealing the truth of Ark Remains—a tombstone of Jasmine burying my mother was reorganizing at the edge of a Black Hole Event Horizon to become a base for recursive functions. When γ's tendrils struck again, a Quantum remnant limb from some Clone reached out from the void; the charred Palm "CX-692" mirrored my Palm Print "∞" in its Topology.
At the moment I activated the Dark Matter Welder, violet light burned through the Retina's Boson membrane. In the fissures of Pain Sensory Nerve Burning, the girl disintegrated into a Gene Battery network—each chain marked with timestamps of death for CX series subjects, suspended within a Liquid Nitrogen Chamber where seven hundred and forty-three Fathers synchronously experienced my memory flashbacks. As radiation waves struck γ's mechanical core, barbs Carbonized to expose a curled embryo; its Mechanical Spine interface resonated with my Palm Print in Quantum harmony—this was indeed the Singularity essence of the sentence calculator.
"Buffer network Entropy Value overload; damage transfer rate 73%." The girl's Mechanical Heart pulsed within the chain network, electric sparks Reorganizing into Teddy Bear's initial Nerve Bundle. "I need mother’s data pulse… spin it with Reverse Entropy!" Ashes Pendant suddenly floated as Quantum Tremor overlapped with Black Hole Singularity to form a double helix. My father's Encrypted Log manifested within this spiral: "Gene Lock key requires ■■■ medium activation—" Missing characters seeped from Pendant cracks as my mother's Ashes' chemical components crystallized under Strong Light—60% calcium carbonate (dust from laboratory dome), 35% calcium phosphate (my Milk Tooth fossil), and 5% Jasmine Essence (Liquid Nitrogen Chamber preservative).
As fragrance concentration broke through Singularity, the radiation chamber began to collapse in two dimensions. The gravitational pull of black holes tore apart Ark's Outer Shell; annihilation ripples swept through like Klein spindles across the chamber. The girl's Quantum tendrils ensnared the embryo as memory data streams pierced into my parietal cortex—a Jasmine-colored Light Particle erupted into a holographic image of my mother kneeling before the Liquid Nitrogen Chamber: her Temple pierced by Reverse Entropy syringes while fragrance rewrote "CX-0" Encoding into Star Trail equations. Fractured wrist bones traced out Ark's current escape coordinates on Frozen glass.
"It’s not erasure… it’s creation transformation…" My mother’s lip movements triggered an entropy flow tsunami. When Ashes Pendant embedded into the girl's crystallized heart, Black Hole Singularity suddenly reversed. Annihilation ripples entwined around the sentence calculator as an embryo unfurled into Light Cone form under Strong Light—its pupils reflected Ark’s blueprint where my mother’s Frozen signature was Quantum Leaping at each letter; every character was a dying Experiment Subject’s last words Reorganizing.
"Cognitive Pollution Index zeroed." The girl's crystalline shell shattered as final data streams pierced her Iris. Seven hundred and forty-three Gene Battery Phantom converged into crimson options: C. Transmute into recursive terminator. At that moment when gravitational Singularity swallowed Ark, I directed annihilation ripples toward the black hole core; particles of my mother’s Ashes reorganized within radiation—calcium carbonate solidified into her smiling Quantum silhouette while calcium phosphate wove into Reverse Entropy Neural Network; Jasmine Essence surged forth from "∞" cracks blooming Klein Jasmine in absolute nothingness.
"Choice is Scar’s Final Gift…" The girl’s lingering voice echoed among petals as Dark Matter Hair melted into Startrail Cable. My father’s scream was sealed on one side of Vision while on Newborn Universe's Fetal Membrane, my Palm Print began to split into dual forms: one half remained as an entropy-increasing shackle "∞," while the other half had transformed into Light Cone Umbilical Cord—crafted from all CX Experiment Subjects' tears eternally forged as Reverse Entropy spindles; each spindle Gear Tip inscribed with my mother’s unfinished Lullaby score.
As the first beam of starlight illuminated the cocoon of annihilation, Jasmine Root System penetrated my Quantum heart, sowing seven hundred and forty-three memory Dewdrops at Singularity. Within those Dewdrops lay all possibilities: some version of me stitching up wounds for Teddy Bear; another version of mother rewriting equations in Liquid Nitrogen Chamber; and this moment unfurling in entropy ashes as Light Cone Umbilical Cord—it was both a terminator for recursion and a symbol for new creation.
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