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Silla’s smile widened. “The crack is spreading, Doctor. From our pods. To the colony’s grid. To the安保 drones. To the hydroponics pumps. To your motor cortex.”

He watched in horror as the other thirty-six koi began to swirl around Silla’s. They weren’t following her. They were becoming her. Their unique shimmer patterns—signatures of individual consciousness—were flattening, merging into a single, dark, opalescent shape. A shape like a human figure on a throne. Motosim Eg-vrc Crack

“What do you want?” Aris whispered.