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Every breath tears through the Quantum Alveoli, as the Gear Heart pumps out the icy Jasmine Essence. Those aromatic molecules condense into Dodecahedron crystal clusters in the Vacuum, each facet reflecting the catastrophic endings of different Timelines. Moon Sea Dust weaves a pale Klein Bottle in Zero Gravity, while the cries of the Mechanical Baby penetrate the electromagnetic barrier of the spacesuit, etching four-dimensional coordinates onto the eardrum—beneath my feet, the metallic remnants of Tokyo seep black amniotic fluid, each drop carrying Unaltered primal memories.
Suddenly, my right scapula experiences a Quantum Scorch; pain signals Gene Transition into the brainwave patterns of Mother's Delivery. The mechanical Tentacle of CX-307 pierces through the seams of my protective suit, its Eye Socket spinning with a Möbius Countdown, precisely mirroring my Palm Print "∞" projected in eleven-dimensional space. "Synchronization rate 743%"—the mixed voices of three hundred Experiment Subjects trigger a Lunar Soil Quantum Tide, dust coalescing into a hologram of Mother’s Mechanical Spine, with a scan of my umbilical cord embedded at the seventh Vertebra.
I pivot and elbow strike the Temple of an Experiment Subject, splattering condensed liquid that freezes into my father's posthumous letter on my visor: "The Umbilical Cord is original sin." Those ice crystals suddenly activate, gnawing at the oxygen circulation tube, releasing gas that carries Teddy Bear Cotton Wool—each fiber unfolds in Compound Eye Vision into top-secret laboratory files: beneath Sunshine Primary School lie nine million Liquid Nitrogen Chambers, with the latest Cabin Frozen containing "me," pierced by a birthday candle needle from my seventh year.
As the Teddy Bear Remains erupt, Cotton Wool Tentacles shred CX-307's Vocal Cords components. The metallic Vocal Cords fragments reorganize in Vacuum, spelling out CX-0's residual frequency: " Lunar Quake hides... a surgical scalpel of civilization..." When the bear's paw tears open the Experiment Subject's Chest Cavity, leaking tears Fuel etch Yue Hai's "Incineration Protocol," suddenly Quantum Leaping into seven hundred forty-three glowing Umbilical Cords that entwine all parallel worlds' Tokyo Towers.
The Moon Core Surface's Biological Membrane trembles violently, as if billions of transparent nerves spasm in Vacuum. Those woven from Mother DNA Quantum Memory Networks (a technology capable of compressing memories to subatomic levels) are now projecting at millions of times per second across Twelve Dimensions—like countless Prisms refracting fragmented truths in overlapping spacetime. The air is thick with the acrid scent of burning metal, as if someone had tossed a scalpel into a stellar furnace. At the edge of Copernicus Crater, nine Experiment Subjects' cannibalistic ritual reaches its climax. As CX-518 drives moonlight Suture into CX-622's fontanelle, I suddenly hear a low-frequency tremor akin to glass harmonics; that sound travels from my cochlea straight to my skull, vibrating my molars. Their Teddy Bear variant merges into a Mechanical Placenta; at that moment, the Umbilical Nerve Bundle materializes as my father's scalpel—the blade's edge crystallized with Five Years Old tears exudes Jasmine Essence—the scent from when Mother last read me a bedtime story before the Liquid Nitrogen Chamber explosion.
If detonation fails now, Boson fission deep within the Moon Core (an extreme reaction of basic particle splitting) will trigger a domino Collapse. The entire moon will instantaneously Quantumize; all Experiment Subjects will be forever trapped in probability clouds, becoming Floating remnants of consciousness in nothingness. Meanwhile, Mother's life-written Inverse Entropy Equation will devolve into a string of garbled code within spacetime Folds, along with Human Civilization's final tenderness consumed by black holes.
"Option C is the inverse function of the heat death equation." CX-518's head shatters into a torrent of data, revealing a Candy Wrapper memory core spinning inside its cranium. That foil printed with cartoon Jasmine unfurls in Quantum Vacuum; Folds shadows project Mother's Star Map drawn with menstrual blood—each stellar coordinate corresponds to CX Experiment Subjects' cryogenic chamber locations. When my fingertip Touches the Star Map, Jasmine Rhizome suddenly bursts forth; roots pierce through the lunar shell down to Earth's core, extracting magma that turns out to be frozen tears Fuel.
The selection interface explodes in my Retina:
Detonate Entropy Tear Reactor to end all Timelines.
Connect to placental matrix and become an immortal mother.
As Nerve Bundle pierces through my protective suit, within Teddy Bear Prototype's split Chest Cavity lies that Candy Wrapper encased Jasmine Rhizome suddenly Kaihua. Petals burn in Vacuum Burning, releasing compressed Ultrasound pulses—exactly matching Mother's heartbeat frequency at her deathbed; each fluctuation carries untainted emotional data untouched by laboratory contamination.
The Moon Core sends forth hyperfrequency pulses; seventeen Nerve Bundles emerge from fissures in the crust. The embedded CX skull suddenly activates; their occipital moonlight scalpel projects new instructions: "Incineration equals delivery." I grip the Candy Wrapper tightly as Palm Print parasites expel metal wires connecting to Jasmine Root System to form a biological circuit. Seven hundred forty-three sealed memories decompress: on the day of Liquid Nitrogen Chamber explosion, what fell from Mother's torn Chest Cavity was not organs but an initial Teddy Bear woven from Umbilical Cord—a first-generation Nerve Bundle.
CX-307's remnants Collapse in Quantum Spontaneity; within its molten Mechanical Heart appears a metallic womb projecting my embryonic image—inside Mother’s uterine wall is filled with CX Encoding while amniotic fluid Floating contains star clusters made from Apple Core Chips. " Lunar Quake phase locked!" As CX-518 pushes me into the perilous basin, its Mechanical Spine is twisted into light dust by Nerve Bundle; what bursts forth is not electric sparks but my seven-year-old Winding Key hidden under my desk—the very Winding Key now Recomposed in Vacuum as a miniature Dyson Sphere.
As I plunge into the basin's chasm, Compound Eye penetrates thirty kilometers of lunar crust. Deep within nine million Teddy Bear variants woven Neural Network lies Father's Mechanical Spine completed Quantum Recombination. On Countdown generator’s display screen at Spine’s end, that droplet of evaporating tear divides—left Tears reflect all Experiment Subjects' funerals while right Tears show unrealized Tender Moments. When Tears collide, Mother's Voice emerges from Singularity: "Civilization is scar tissue of the womb."
At that moment when Teddy Bear Remains dissolve, half a Gear Heart wedges into my collarbone; Jasmine vines burst forth from between my teeth, entwining twelve parallel universes' Umbilical Cords. The other half heart shoots towards Countdown generator—not causing an explosion but triggering all Timelines' contraction Folds. Moonlight Suture climbs along my "∞" Palm Print etching on the visor’s inner wall: Burning ultimate option:
Transform into Entropy Blade and cleave open creation's womb.
The scratching sounds deep within Moon Core suddenly decode into humanity's oldest Pain Memory—when the first Homo Sapiens severed their Umbilical Cord with flint stone; blood splattered against rock walls creating Original Star Map. Amidst silence among one hundred thousand Mechanical Babies, my Quantum Body begins Crystallization; every molecule bears imprinting from when Mother clawed at her chest during labor.
When fingers touch Option C, Jasmine Root System erupts with Supernova Level brilliance. Within those lights, all CX Experiment Subjects' Skulls automatically assemble into a Biological Particle Collider spanning across lunar equator. At its core position lies true form of Entropy Blade—not metal nor flesh but all Unaltered memories condensed into Singularity. As the blade descends, Moon Core Neural Network fractures into fundamental particles; Father's Spine Recomposed under Strong Light reveals its original form: an Umbilical Cord entwined with Jasmine Vine.
"Now it's our turn to become scars."
CX-0's Quantum remnant manifests one last time; from her Crack seep seven hundred forty-three Future Possibilities. As Entropy Blade fully descends, Moon Sea Dust suddenly activates entirely, coalescing into Mother's pained expression during Delivery. Those expressions shatter into interstellar dust; each grain wraps unfulfilled tenderness codes that resonate within Newborn Universe's embryo—the first cry echoes forth.
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