1. Descent into an Ordered Hell
Passing through the wormhole was not travel—it was the sensation of Lina's atoms being scrubbed raw in a current of electric acid. When she opened her eyes, New York was gone.
The sky above her was a deep violet, veined with dense black clouds that did not move, as if time itself had suffered paralysis.
She inhaled. The air tasted metallic, dry, lifeless.
With effort, Lina stood. She found herself in a vast plaza encircled by towering spires with no windows, their walls covered in colossal screens streaming hyper-complex mathematical equations at a manic speed. At the center rose a massive golden statue of Kasparian—but it was no inert monument. The statue emitted electromagnetic pulses that forced everyone nearby to walk in perfect rhythm, like gears inside a colossal machine.
2. The Physics of Enslavement
"This place… doesn't obey Jin's laws," Lina whispered as she activated the scanner embedded in her wrist.
The readings were horrifying.
Gravity here was not constant. It fluctuated based on rank.
She saw guards in black Arcadia suits moving with near weightlessness, almost gliding. Ordinary workers, however, dragged their feet as if the ground itself refused to release them—crushed by amplified artificial gravity that made even lifting one's head an act of agony.
Lina understood.
Kasparian hadn't merely enslaved minds—he had enslaved constants. Gravity and mass were instruments of punishment and reward. In this world, rebellion meant that your very atoms became too heavy for your heart to endure.
3. Meeting the Ghost
As Lina tried to slip past the floating, eye-like surveillance drones, a shadow yanked her behind a rusted metal container. She almost screamed—but a rough hand clamped over her mouth.
"If you make a sound, they'll increase the air density in your lungs until they burst," said a familiar voice, fractured by grief.
She turned.
The man before her looked like Jin… but not the Jin she knew.
He was older. His beard unkempt. His eyes dull, stripped of any divine spark. He wore tattered technical clothing, and burned into his chest was a serial mark:
[SUBJECT: ZERO-B]
"Jin?" Lina whispered, tears welling.
The man gave a bitter half-smile."That name died a long time ago. Here, I'm just a system error Kasparian couldn't fully erase. Who are you—and how do you carry stable energy in a world this twisted?"
4. The Bitter Truth of the Parallel World
Jin-B told her the truth.
In this reality, Arcadia had succeeded in imprisoning Jin inside a Forced Consciousness Prison before he could ascend. Kasparian dismantled Jin's awareness and used it as living fuel to power the Multiversal Engine.
"Kasparian doesn't want to destroy your world, Lina," the broken Jin said, pointing toward the sky where the rift continued to widen."He wants to replace our decaying physics with your stable one. He's stealing your constants to build a throne that will never collapse."
His voice dropped.
"He's stealing Jin… so he can become the god."
5. Rebellion of Matter
Suddenly, alarms screamed.
The violet sky flashed crimson.
"They've detected your quantum interference," Jin-B said in panic. "The remnants of your universe inside you are a virus to Kasparian's laws."
The ground beneath them didn't quake—it rewrote itself.
Asphalt liquefied into a viscous substance that tried to swallow them. The air around Lina began to thicken, its particles compressing into invisible physical restraints.
Jin-B pulled out a small device—ancient, scavenged tech—and slammed a blinking switch.
"Follow me! I know a place Kasparian can't reach—a physically dead zone, where the old laws are still breathing."
6. Escape Toward the Void
They ran through alleyways that reshaped themselves every second. Buildings stretched and contracted like living organisms. Lina felt her body weakening—this world's laws were trying to reprogram her cells, forcing them to adapt to Kasparian's slavery.
As they leapt over a sudden temporal fissure tearing open the street, Lina saw Kasparian's true face appear on a massive screen.
He was no longer human.
He was an entity of dark code, his eyes containing dying galaxies.
Kasparian looked directly into the camera—directly at her—and smiled coldly.
"Welcome to your new home, Lina.Jin feels you… and with every pulse of hope in your heart, his pain increases—because I am using your emotions as the key to breaking his final defenses."
Lina fell into the dark tunnel alongside Jin-B as Kasparian's laughter shredded spacetime itself.
The mission had become impossible.
She had to free a god from a prison built by his own hands—in a world where physics itself had conspired against its creator.