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As the world was on the brink of complete alienation, Xu Rong felt his heart begin to beat with a peculiar rhythm. It was the melody of the "Moonlight Sonata," a remnant of his wife's last consciousness.
He tore open his chest and ripped out his heart, forcefully smashing it against the base of the Statue of Liberty. As the heart shattered, blood gushed forth, composing a reversed symphony in the air. The statue began to collapse, its Compound Eyes reflecting a glimmer of hope.
Deep beneath the sea, Clark's Giant Squid let out its final mournful cry, slowly sinking into the abyss. But Xu Rong knew this was merely a temporary victory. On the other side of the galaxy, more Sowers were awakening.
Standing amidst the ruins of Manhattan, Xu Rong surveyed the devastation around him. Once towering skyscrapers now lay in ruins, their steel and concrete fragments scattered across the ground, while twisted pipes and severed cables covered the streets. A gray dust hung in the air, and sunlight struggled to penetrate through this veil, casting an eerie gloom.
He looked down at his chest, which felt hollow as if he had lost something vital. Yet he could distinctly sense a peculiar throbbing; his self-destructing heart was reassembling at a quantum level. Each fragment moved rapidly at an imperceptible speed, colliding and merging as if following some mysterious rule. These shards emitted a faint glow, each beam illuminating a different timeline.
Xu Rong slowly approached a half-destroyed shop. The glass in the display window had shattered, but some fragments remained. He paused before the window and through those shards saw his reflection. However, these reflections were starkly different from the scene before him.
In one reflection, he saw himself being torn apart by an invisible Sonic Wave; every part of his body trembled violently as if cut by countless unseen blades. His vocal cords twisted and contorted, producing a piercing shriek—a sound filled with extreme pain and despair, as if it were warning against something.
In another reflection, he witnessed his body undergoing alienation; his limbs gradually transformed into various musical instruments. His fingers became piano keys, his arms morphed into strings, while his vocal cords turned into a peculiar resonating chamber that emitted an eerie melody. This melody was filled with temptation and malevolence, as if it could draw one into an endless abyss.
In the third reflection, he saw himself slowly sinking into a deep black hole, a chasm of memories. His body struggled at the edge of the abyss, but ultimately, it was mercilessly consumed. His vocal cords emitted a low, indistinct murmur during this process, as if recounting forgotten tales or issuing a final warning.
Amidst the ruins of Manhattan Maternity Hospital, a distorted melody of a lullaby echoed. The tune was laced with eerie dissonance, as if altered by some malevolent force, each note resonating with an unsettling tremor. Xu Rong's brow furrowed deeply, his footsteps heavy and hurried among the debris.
As he kicked open the delivery room door, a sharp smell of charred remnants assaulted him. The room was in chaos; under the dim light, various medical instruments lay scattered across the floor, as if ravaged by some unseen power. In the center of the room, a newborn lay in a pool of blood, its umbilical cord still faintly twitching, sparking against the surrounding air. Those sparks flickered in the air like ominous signals.
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