Neo-Kyo's Lower District reeked of synthetic grease and desperation. Lin Shen tightened his threadbare coat against the biting wind, dodging a drone dropping propaganda flyers stamped with Mayor Zhao Tianlin's smirking face. The holographic billboard above blared: *"The Genetic Optimization Act: Humanity's Next Evolution!"*
His neural implant buzzed—a brainwave call from Xiaoyu. *"Brother… the pain…"* Her voice crackled through static. Lin Shen gripped the stolen injector in his pocket, its silver surface icy against his palm. Three months of wages for three months of borrowed time.
#### **Inciting Incident**
A crash echoed from the alley ahead. A silver-haired girl—her left arm branded **"E-07"**—slammed into a corroded vending machine. Five figures in black tactical gear closed in, tendrils of shadow coiling around their fingers.
"Surrender the Core, Subject E-07," the leader rasped through a respirator. "Or we'll extract it from your corpse."
The girl raised her hand. Photons coalesced into a blade, slicing through the dark mist. But her strike faltered, golden blood dripping from her lips.
Lin Shen's legs moved before his brain caught up.
#### **The Binding**
He grabbed her wrist. The black crystal embedded in her neck pulsed, its twelve facets unfolding like a mechanical flower. Blue light seared his palm.
**[Host detected. Compatibility: 42%.]**
The voice wasn't in his ears—it was *inside* his skull. Data streams flooded his vision: the attackers' biology overlaid with writhing shadows, the vending machine's molecular decay rate, the girl's DNA unraveling at quantum speed.
**[Reversal protocol activated.]**
Lin Shen slammed his crystallizing hand against the vending machine. Rust reversed, metal reforging itself into a shield. The shadow tendrils recoiled.
#### **Cliffhanger**
"Run!" The girl yanked him into a maintenance shaft. Behind them, the alley exploded in dark matter fire.
Lin Shen glimpsed his reflection in a shattered screen—his right eye shimmered silver.