
She wakes with a wound that pulses like code. Bodies are towers now. Flesh threaded into steel. Bone woven through the frame. Someone carved scripture into skin that still remembers how to scream. The Machine is turning witnesses into vessels. Aleph was formatted...

She wakes with a wound that pulses like code. Around her, bodies have been repurposed. Flesh threaded into towers. Bone woven through steel. Scripture carved into skin that still remembers how to scream. The Machine is rewriting witnesses into vessels, believers...