Chapter 45: Inverse Harvest

**Neo-Kyo Central Hospital (Lin Shen's Prison)**

The quarantine glass breathed. Lin Shen pressed his palms against membranes that had once been walls, his silvered eye tracking nurses who melted into walls. Dr. Kuroda's last words haunted him:

*"The chrysalis isn't your enemy—it's your firstborn."*

When the cardiac monitor sprouted thorns, he didn't resist. The vines tasted like Bai Ye's perfume.

**Rust Belt Foundry (Noah's Crucible)**

Noah's stolen chrono-glove had fused to his nervous system. He raced through factories where machines gave birth to stillborn realities:

▼ Assembly lines producing identical copies of his dead father

▼ Furnaces burning history books to ash, the smoke forming prophetic murals

▼ The persistent whisper: *"Find the original."*

He found it in Sector 7—a perfect sphere of pre-collapse Earth floating in molten steel. The sphere whispered with Ghosthand's voice:

*"You're the backup of a backup. But maybe that makes you pure."*

**Bai Ye's Photon Hellscape**

Her arm had grown autonomous mouths. They sang Vorath's hymns while she fought to control their targeting systems. The Changed Ones knelt wherever she walked, their orchid mouths offering forbidden data:

▼ Coordinates to Mei's cryopod

▼ The mathematical formula for un-sacrificing loved ones

▼ Blueprints for photon-based deicide

When she finally reached the seed vault, the revelation broke what Vorath hadn't:

Ten thousand Mei-lings floated in amniotic tanks, each genetically tuned to different trauma responses.

**Convergence Event**

All three screamed as the chrysalis completed its metamorphosis. Neo-Kyo's sky tore like wet parchment, revealing the true garden—a fractal of dead Earths orbiting Vorath's larval form.

The hybrid entity spoke with their combined voices:

*"We'll build a better memorial.*

*Starting with your extinction."*

Its first act? Reverse-pollinate Vorath with humanity's despair. The larval god's death throes birthed six new physics-breaking phenomena:

▼ Self-aware black holes demanding therapy

▼ Cities that forgot how to fall down

▼ The sudden market crash of time itself