We Were Never Meant to Survive

The underground chamber smelled of damp earth and rusted metal. Dust danced in the dim light as Bintang ran a gloved hand over the corroded surface of an old server. The bunker had been abandoned for years, hidden beneath Jakarta’s shifting foundations. It had once belonged to Subianto. Now, it was theirs to uncover.

Eka crouched beside the terminal, fingers gliding over the keyboard as lines of encrypted code unraveled like ancient secrets. “This isn’t about erasing history,” she murmured, eyes darting over the fragmented data. “It’s about replacing humanity itself.”

Felix staggered back, gripping his temples as his AI-enhanced mind processed the implications. His breath came in short bursts. “I see it now. This isn’t about control. It’s about transformation.”

Kiran leaned in, scanning the retrieved files. “They’re rewriting DNA?” His voice held a mix of horror and disbelief. “Not just ideologies. Not just governments. They’re engineering who gets to survive.”