The final recording activates with a low hum, the camera stabilizing on Dr. Malrick Voss as he steps into view, his long black coat and strapped leather armor marked with dried blood but his movements steady and precise, his plague-mask lenses reflecting the dim green glow pulsing from the vials across his chest; in his arms rests a newborn girl—tiny, quiet, beautiful—her soft red hair already visible and her crimson eyes open with unnatural clarity as she studies the room without fear, and Malrick watches her with composed satisfaction rather than shock, murmuring that "Phase XII is successful" in a tone that sounds like he's simply confirming an expected result rather than witnessing a miracle; the camera shifts slightly, capturing the bed behind him where Bella had once lain in the previous recordings, now empty, the sheets sunken inward and stained by a wide pool of dried, darkened blood, no body left behind because Malrick never planned for one—he states calmly that Bella's biological structure was designed to collapse post-birth, her tissue converted into reactive fuel to stabilize the clone's embryonic mutations, and he says this without remorse, as if describing routine procedure; Rouge's tiny hand reaches toward his mask, and he gently adjusts her, noting into the recorder that her muscle response rate is above projection, her ocular activity stable, and her heartbeat "perfectly synchronized" with the energy coursing through the green tubes lining his coat; he places her briefly into a containment cradle, and unlike before, the machines don't overload—they respond exactly as intended, screens filling with controlled red pulses that match her breathing while he observes with clinical pride, explaining that Bella's absence is not a failure but a "successful absorption event," the final step required to produce an enhanced vessel capable of surviving the Etherglyph-derived serum; the lights flicker due to Rouge's energy spike, but Malrick only nods and adjusts a dial on his gauntlet, stabilizing the environment as if he has rehearsed this dozens of times, and he begins recording biometric notes in a calm rhythm, stating her name clearly—Rouge Voss—followed by a quiet remark that she "surpassed her prototype within minutes of birth"; he retrieves her from the cradle, and the baby looks directly into the camera with an awareness that borders on conscious recognition, prompting Malrick to say that her cognitive activity is "far ahead of target, possibly self-directing already"; he walks toward the exit, stopping only once to look at Bella's blood-stained sheets, though not with guilt—only with acknowledgement of a completed step—and he logs "donor fully utilized" before turning back to the camera; he ends the recording by stating that Rouge will be transported to the lower facility for accelerated growth and that all previous files, including Bella's suffering, will be sealed under Project Silence; then he leans forward, switches off the recorder manually, and the screen cuts to black without static, without panic, only deliberate finality—because everything happened exactly as he planned. With his last stare the camera stops
Finished