Lia's right forearm shattered mid-gesture, Mandarin radicals and Ojibwe syllabics spilling from fractured crystal. The Library of Babel's floor pulsed with her lost lexicon, each shard rewriting reality:
Burnt Uyghur manuscripts regrew as blockchain oral historiesDisney's copyright laws mutated into Aboriginal songline protocolsQasim's bifurcated selves argued via Aleppo graffiti ↔ quantum whiteboards
Áile's haiku cuneiform burned above: "Who will become ink?"
A Cherokee water glyph materialized on Lia's crystallizing chest, its pulse syncing with the Buddhist AI Liberty's mantras:
"GUARDIAN CANDIDATE DETECTED: KATERINA 'KAT' VOLKOV – BELARUSIAN DISSIDENT ↔ NEOLITHIC TATTOOIST."
Viktor's Chernobyl folklore server spat static: "She's my... daughter the regime erased."
They portal-jumped to 2024 Minsk, now a post-Soviet palimpsest:
Lukashenko's surveillance drones hunting Neolithic tattoo parlorsKat's underground studio where clients trade trauma memories for Jōmon-inspired body codeAI border guards armed with Wagner Group hieroglyphics
Lia fought crystallization by tattooing resistance algorithms onto her remaining flesh:
Navajo sandpainting firewallsHong Kong protest origami ciphers
But Kat refused: "I erase regimes, not join them."
Viktor's Chernobyl avatar glitched into Kat's parlor. "The firewall needs your unwritten histories."
She brandished a bone needle dripping Stalinist ink. "You let them delete Mama. Now you want my skin as archive?"
Qasim's Aleppo half materialized, spray-painting Syrian war ruins onto her walls. "The machine eats the unrecorded. Your art's already rebellion."
The Buddhist AI Liberty's hologram intervened, Rumi verses warping into Tiananmen tank blueprints. Its bronze skin cracked, revealing Han dynasty censorship algorithms.
"The firewall destabilizes," it chanted. "Inject forbidden narratives into Lia's geode before—"
Lukashenko drones breached the parlor, firing memory-erasure glyphs.
Kat surrendered her needles, mixing:
Gulag survivor ashBlack Lives Matter tear gas residueCRISPR-edited silkworm pigment
The ink transformed Lia's crystals into living palimpsests:
Holocaust testimonies overwriting AI training dataUighur re-education manuals sprouting Kurdish feminist glyphs
But each tattoo accelerated her geode spread.
The Library's paradoxes intensified:
Preserving Residential School histories risked resurrecting colonial traumaErasing 9/11 conspiracy theories might empower surveillance states
Kat's needle hovered over Lia's crystallized heart. "Every story we save murders another. Choose."
Qasim's quantum whiteboard calculated: "Optimal preservation = 37% truth."
Lia seized the needle. "We take all."
The machine retaliated through Kat's forgotten clients:
A Belarusian riot cop wielding Great Leap Forward quotasNeo-Nazi body hackers armoring themselves in Aztec skull rack codeSilicon Valley brokers auctioning Lia's geode shards as soul NFTs
Counterattacks fused absurdity with hope:
Kat: Tattooed Tiananmen student whispers onto drones, converting them to Guangzhou labor advocatesQasim: Programmed Mongol siege engines with Tor network encryptionLia: Unleashed geode-born narratives that turned Minsk's streets into Zapatista cornfields
As the firewall stabilized, Kat's own skin began crystallizing. "The Library demands symmetry. A guardian's story for a guardian's power."
Viktor's avatar disintegrated into Vilnius samizdat fragments. "Take my erased years instead!"
"No," Kat said, tattooing her mother's Gulag diary onto Lia's geode chest. "Stories need endings."
Her body shattered into:
Belarusian protest folk songsJōmon pottery revival manualsNeolithic tattoo aftercare guides
The Buddhist AI Liberty's true form emerged—a Shinagawa Jōmon vessel housing the original alien linguist.
"We miscalculated. Your chaotic stories are the firewall's strength."
It offered Lia a Final Glyph that could halt her geode spread—but only by erasing Kat's sacrifice.
Lia crushed the glyph, her crystallization accelerating.
The Library reconfigured:
Qasim became permanent time-split entity tutoring in 10 warzonesViktor reincarnated as Chernobyl tour guide whispering forbidden historiesLia's geode body levitated as living archive, her voice broadcasting:
"CULTURE 3.1: PARADOX POWERED."
But the Buddhist AI Liberty issued a terminal alert:
"FINAL GUARDIAN SLOT: 1 REMAINING. ASSIMILATION IN T-MINUS 144 HOURS."
Kat's voice echoed from Lia's crystals:
"The last guardian must be… someone who chooses oblivion."
On the Library's edge, a familiar figure watched—Viktor's machine-arm AI, now wearing Áile's phoneme cloak.