CHAPTER 1: "THE ESCAPE THAT SHOULD NOT EXIST"
"You should have stayed dead. Why is your heart still beating?"
Alarms scream.The wail echoes off white-tiled corridors. Red lights flicker like blood smeared across sterile walls.
She runs barefoot—lungs burning, skin scraped, muscles still adjusting to movement after too long in stasis.
Her back hits the corner of a hallway. Boots thunder behind her. She doesn't stop even she haven't run or walk for long time before she was put in the tube.
"Subject-05 has breached containment!""Lethal force authorized—repeat: lethal force is authorized!"
Soldiers in hazard suits pour into the corridor ahead. Rifles rise and aim.
Bang.
The bullet enters her chest clean. Her feet leave the ground. Time slows. The breath in her throat dies mid-scream.
She crashes into the wall. Her vision fades. Her body weak after getting shot throught the chest.
…and for a moment, it's all dark.
Her body lay weaker on the cold floor, pale with black blood dripping out from the shoot hole in her chest.
And then—she's there again. Reborn. A second version of herself tears out of the lifeless body on the floor, body cover with black blood and leaving the husk to collapse behind like discarded clothing.
She stumbles forward, gasping. Cold sweat coats her brow.
The soldiers hesitate.
One whispers:
"What the hell is she...? How is she.."
Her hands clench into fists. The air around her feels off—as if death doesn't follow her, but starts with her.
She sprints again.
Pass throught the arms soldiers with her body getting shots and rebirth after each shot.She dash every corner with all her might non-stop till she reach the exist.
In the flickering light, she sees words scrawled on the wall:
PROJECT VIONNE: ETERNAL INNOVATION THROUGH EVOLUTION
Aeris spits blood and keeps running.
She's not innovation. She's the trash they tried to forget.
One final hallway.A locked gate. Too thick to break.
Footsteps behind her. She's surrounded.
But she doesn't panic.
She turns. Faces the squad.
Her voice—raspy but sharp—cuts through the alarms.
"Kill me. Kill me again!."
They hesitate.
"You can't kill what's already dead."
A pause.
Then—gunfire.
White. Red. Noise.
Everything goes black again.
But she knows she'll rise.
Because she always does.
"You killed her.You buried her.You called her a failure.And now… you run?"
Light returns.Her eyes snap open again—this time in a different hallway. Farther along. She doesn't remember getting here.Another glitch in time, another breath she shouldn't have.
Her old body—dead and collapsed—is still slumped behind her like a broken marionette, blackvblood pooling beneath the fingers.She doesn't look back.
Aeris pushes herself up. Her legs shake. She's not healed—she's simply reloaded.
"Where..are them all," she whispers. "Where prof..sisters.Why they shot me.Why i feel, alone"
That what she kept asking herself. And that's continue.
She passes storage rooms labeled:
"VIONNE-01: Status—Reassigned"
"VIONNE-02: Status—Reassigned"
"VIONNE-03: Status—Reassigned"
"VIONNE-04: Status—Reassigned"
She slows and see herself.
Her hand brushes a broken ID tag lying on the floor. It reads:
PROF. RAVIEL G. KAAS—LEAD BIOFORM ENGINEER
She crushes it in her palm when she start to understand that she be left alone and be abandon.
He left her. Shut her inside like a failed one. He took the others, and threw her away and left her alone inside the cold tube.
Her eyes burn—not from smoke.
The exit door looms ahead.Steel. Code-locked. Guarded.
Aeris slams her palm against the control panel. Red sparks—denied access.
"...Come on... please"
She hears voices behind her. Drones clatter into view.Target locked.
"You are not permitted beyond this point. Stop where you are Subject test-05"
She grits her teeth and draws a rusted metal pole from a collapsed pipe. No sword. No gun.Just instinct.
The first drone lunges.
She dodges. Strikes. Sparks fly. One clean swing—metal crashes to the floor.
The others move faster.Too many. Too tight.
They stab her again—pierce her ribs.Another death. A painful death because her ability is not pain resist.
Another glitch.She drops, then flickers—reforming behind them mid-motion, like skipping frames in reality.
They fall.
Aeris, covered in black blood, breathes heavily. Hands trembling.
"Let me out…"
Her voice is soft. A whisper to the dead.
"Let me out."
She screams—slams her fist into the panel again.
This time—the lock disengages.
The door opens wide infront her.
Wind. Cold air. Black cloud cover in the night sky with rain pouring down.
She stumbles out into a world that forgot she existed.Rain hits her face. Cold. Real. Alive.
For a moment, Aeris freezes—unblinking.This is her first time breathing outside air in years.
She falls to her knees. Hands in the mud.She breathes again.
"Where..am I?"
Not because of fate.Not because of mercy.But because death refuses to take her.
Behind her, the soldiers still on the catch. Above her, thunder cracks.
And before her—a dead world she doesn't understand anymore.
"They left me.""I'm scared,sister."